Treasure Island

Marcus McKinley

(EARTH)

adrift on a sand bar


The direction of my life
An empty binnacle
Head strong and heading nowhere fast
Stubborn like a windblown mast
In a maelstrom of scattered thought

Fair ye well, I fair not
Tumult and chaos in endless bound
Tossed and torn asunder, I am
On this wave less drift aground
To sail a path I have not found

From the crow’s nest, view
My hopes all drown
Beyond the arc of the horizon
Sets life’s frown
There lies the compass of my life

Submitted: Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Edited: Monday, August 30, 2010

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