Tattered Sails Poem by Matthew Holloway
Tattered Sails
In the still of the endless ocean
A calm breeze stirs
Fluttering the old sails
Now weathered and worn
Carrying a few tears
The days of old now past
When they held the wind
And carried all within them
The colours now faded
They hang listless and forgotten
So long since they held more
Than the mildest of gusts
No more the billowing brace
As they hang from the mast
A forlorn sight
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