Mayday! Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Mayday!



Dark smoke is streaming
across the top of my cockpit
Mayday! Mayday! I shout...
Can anyone hear me on this frequency
Do you have my bearings?
There is nowhere to go
except the churning sea...
As I make the sign of the cross
I'll make one a last attempt
before I leap into uncertainty

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Theresa Ann Moore

Theresa Ann Moore

Michigan, U.S.A.
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