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The Coxswain
The Coxswain
I see a weary coxswain
That steers a crooked boat
Across a sea of madness
With endless empty hope
He searches for a memory
Of what was just a dream
In clouds of misty mayhem
And winds that howl and scream
He looks among the folly
And the prayers he did not pray
His heart is filled with passion
For the star that turned away
So when then in a lifetime
Does one's soul at first appear
To soften such a jaded heart
And silence all the fear
written - 2022.08.25
Entered in Brian Strand's Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
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