Ballast From A 'shipwreck' Poem by Neil Crawford
Ballast From A 'shipwreck'
Here, on this whim,
rests my wilful monolith
its roots in webs
of tangled style.
Now, on this shore,
I wreck my wayward boat
and cry from sand to nimbus
for stablising anchors.
No, not a ball and chain,
though now it would suffice
to glimpse a ghost in its
memory manacles than to live
a life of unfettered bliss.
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4/24/2024 10:38:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A good piece of work - full of meaning.