Navigating the Landscape
Lush, mossy greens cling to rock mountains
looming at shore edges like guarding towers
blotting out the sun beyond them.
The boat I ride navigate around this landscape
not really looking for a hideaway from life
nor to let the gloom beneath consume me.
There is no wind shrieking into the stillness
All is calm, and so my life should be
but why this debilitating sense of euphoria?
This feeling clings to me with such tenacity
lurks under the surface of my own landscape
it's hopeless to blend into its vagaries.
Everything I touch is mere papery veneer
that turns grey as I age not so gracefully
every corner I turn brings me to a cul-de-sac.
I carry around a montage of jumbled thoughts
like chains it bogs me down and so I search for
other landscapes to bring me scraps of hope.
@jjote 02/17/2017
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