04-22-2015, 11:54 AM
What Cannot Be Undone
On a perfect sailboat day
I choose the speedboat.
The engine cuts out
and I toss the anchor;
the rope follows it, untied.
Drifting,
I watch the spot were it sank
get smaller in the distance,
bearings lost,
a done deal.
On a perfect sailboat day
I choose the speedboat.
The engine cuts out
and I toss the anchor;
the rope follows it, untied.
Drifting,
I watch the spot were it sank
get smaller in the distance,
bearings lost,
a done deal.
billy wrote:welcome to the site. make it your own, wear it like a well loved slipper and wear it out. ella pleads:please click forum titles for posting guidelines, important threads. New poet? Try Poetic DevicesandWard's Tips