Tags
#NaPoWriMo, #poetry, captain, Day 26, dorindaduclos.com, National Poetry Month, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sand, seas, ship, shipman, shipwreck, The Wreck
If you look closely upon this place
Perhaps you’ll see the captain’s face
Hands on wheel, to steer his boat
The hull of which shall never float
Again upon the endless sea
For once a mighty shipman, he
Could not save his precious vessel
Washed ashore, forever nestled
From the waters, onto the land
Forever lost, in grains of sand
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
Reblogged this on Thanks for Noticing Me.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! 🙂
LikeLike
Aww! A boat in the afterlife. Well done
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes!! and why not? Who says we are the only entity allowed to carry on! So glad to see you back. ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Dorinda it is good to be back. My thinking if we are from the same creative force do we not meld all together again in that force melding equally.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Exactly! So glad you saw what I was trying to convey!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You gave the stranded boat life with this poem! Dramatic and beautiful!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much, Erika! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I loved to imagine how it was before! Great idea!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Delightful metaphors abound here…Love that last line! 😉 Hugs!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much, my friend! Hugs!
LikeLiked by 1 person
My pleasure…..Hugs!
LikeLiked by 1 person