small poems & small plates
Now we're back on board, the last whooshof the big boat unfurling sound and wavesand then and then the lights of homeI climb the jagged rocks of words,waiting, up.
Now we're back on board, the last whoosh
ReplyDeleteof the big boat unfurling sound and waves
and then and then the lights of home
I climb the jagged rocks of words,
waiting, up.