God propels ship
sails of winds unseen;
journey has no respite
we cling to choises
to land,
regrets trail us,
combustion following behind
with each turn of wheel;
.
.
.
for what we miss,
locking us inside
albeit this ship cruise along.
Author notes
Prompt: regret's shore
A contest entry
- 30-40 words of Brilliance #27 by Aussie Gypsy.
550 points, ended November 2, 2008, 11 entries
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Comments
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This is a great poem, you did wonderfully to express all you did in these few words, well done


