Thursday, May 31, 2012

Safety Sloop

Bleeding warmth to savage winds
I lean against the coastlines bend…
Out to the sea, the farthest pale,
I push against the winters swell.

I pull myself in to the wind
until the lee is lost again
and only that which may be there
Is left for me to find it.

No whale or shoal upon the sea
Will stop to bind or hinder me
Unless the craven crawl returns
me safely to the leeward shore.

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