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 TumblrTweetEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
Great poem
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