Lines
Left to right
Ropes
Keeping great ships intact
Yet breaking the sky
Into a million shards of a broken mirror
Bearing the sea's reflection
Reading the waves like words of a book
A book that is always advancing
never ending
written by a writer who never sleeps
The masts stretch up
Reaching for the night sky
Yearning for the stars
But there is only so far they can reach
Unlike the vines on a garden wall
They will never grow
They will remain on the sea
Forever looking up
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I Have Thoughts in the Morning
PoetryThis is a collection of my thoughts in the form of poetry, stories, and possibly song lyrics from time to time.
