Self Pity

Written by: Lorraine Ferns

Blue deep
Water; drifting through
The light, and out of nowhere
Was a blue boat with yellow sails

Perusing the sand, I saw a man
Walking towards the waves of destination
He called out to deaf ears, and numbness
And the blue boat drifted on 

Clouds of grey speckled the main distance
Of real and beyond

Holding out hands, others called

But the boat drifted

Drifted on.....