Afloat, by Gary M Davis Subscribe to rss feed for Gary M Davis

Come sail the sea of poetry!                                
                                 That boundless fragile
ocean                                                    
Where my pen may skiff and toss                             
                  As a single sail on sentence ripples...  

From rhyme to rhyme and couplet turned                      
            Each port much sweeter than the last            
                                   Always to turn to
unmarked seas                                              
Before some lovely thought can pass.

To seas where charts where never drawn!                     
        Those unknown seas where artist's sigh              
                 Nor sculptor's moan                        
                                                     Has not
as yet  pretended worded poem.                              
                                                            
 

Follow my little sail pointed into the                      
                 wide expanse of new though,                
                                 That strong unceasing wind 
                                                  Turning
it's keel this way and that,                                
         Creativity in it's furls and a                     
                                Prayer in my heart.         
                                                            
                       

   By John Thomas Davis Jr.
Posted: 2018-04-01 01:43:44 UTC

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