Overboard
She is
but a passing shadow
flitting across the moonlit sea
Wandering waves
roaming their ripples
in search of her next
ship to board
Steered by starlight
she journeys to fresh horizons
constellations
mapped many moons ago
with no route to a harbor
or home
Yet, a paradox
in this pattern of flight
a sudden urge
to reach for the ties
severed by her departure
With each anchored vessel
and fleeting bond formed
her endless quest for more
finds less and less
as the gap
she longs to bridge just grows
Soon
her chances will sail
into the night
and out of view
leaving her final leap to land
in the deep
dark blue
Then
without a ship
to join or jump
no ties
to save or sever
She’ll be
but a fading shadow
sinking into the moonlit sea.
Copyright © Jessica Wheeler | Year Posted 2024
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