second story mariner
there is a boat docked outside
my window on a cool
autumn night
brightly blue and appearing
out of nowhere
I see it there
rocking in place peacefully
brilliant moon high above
slightly waning
drifting in and out of
thin porous clouds
like a fair-weather friend
who could have ordered
such a vessel my way
and why do I stand at the
window motionless
hands on hips and
eyes mesmerized
seriously considering
my next move
february two thousand nineteen
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Love this. Filled with imagery and you do a nice job hijacking the five senses. Nice work!
Thanks so much for visiting and commenting on this piece, Angela ~ happy you enjoyed this one!
This is wonderful… I love the imagery and can really identify with the ending. Your poetry gives my heart a real lift..:)
thank you so much for visiting and sharing your thoughts ~ I’m thrilled knowing my poetry speaks to you
Aww that’s great. I’m looking forward to following the thread back to earlier posts. I love you style of writing.