Thursday, December 29, 2011

Journey

Fat crescent
bigger boat
than last night
sails west
toward tomorrow.
What will it carry?
Who will arrive
on dawn's shore?
I pray safe journey
for you if not for me.

4 comments:

  1. Wonderful mysterious poem Victoria. Mind mind is jumping to many possible applications for this! Write on!

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  2. Intriquing poem. I see it as a metaphor for life ending or beginning. Some of us will sail toward tomorrow and some will not.

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