old boat bones
washed up against a grey sea wall
claimed by the ocean
when moon slips off her shawl
old boat bones
fallen down yet dignified
blueness resisting driftwood
against the beckoning tide
old boat bones
under endless nights of rain
crumbled to jagged sands
one day blue loved again
old boat bones
washed up against a grey sea wall
I hear your whispered melodies
of silent waves and screaming squall
old boat bones
let go your broken wings
let go your rusty chains
let the waters hear you sing
Author notes
and old friend on my favourite walk
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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very vivid


