Over White Waters

Over white waters, a vessel
She goes dipping and bobbing,
'Cross the deep blue trestle
Her captain nearly sobbing

Hands at the helm
Still, she does not steer,
Just navigates this realm
Nowhere else to veer

Can she make land
Survive on a whim,
Over white waters' expand
Be it sink or swim?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Ray Avatar
August 6, 2023 at 6:48 AM
a hearty Amen to that!!! but chance is the best dance to happen upon chance....loved it
Deschler Avatar
March 14, 2024 at 4:48 PM
Thank you for the kind words, Timothy ... I truly appreciate it :)
Ashley Avatar
August 2, 2023 at 6:50 PM
Dear Kelly, you imagery is dramatic and thought-provoking. Life left up to chance... One should strive to feel a modicum of control despite the forces of fate conspiring all around. "sink or swim?" - a choice to be made. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Deschler Avatar
March 13, 2024 at 6:14 PM
Thank you for the kind words, Susan. I truly appreciate it :)
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