POEM: Lost @ Sea Posted on May 22, 2020 by B Gourley rum-dumb sailor, bobbing in the horse latitudes — dying dryly — parched, in a fluid universe he prays to the holy mother of Time — prays that she have the courtesy to exist, but she’s as silent as the wind, and as invisible as the shore Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.PrintWhatsAppMoreShare on TumblrTweetRedditEmailLike Loading... Related
Great poem
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