Seaworn Poems | Examples

Once Upon An Ocean Wide

It was to be his last, he thought.
The day began in heat, like all the others
for the past six weeks; he knew the scene
full well around his little boat. 
That, too was empty now
but for a single oar.  He lacked
the strength to take it up again,
just to roil the trackless surface
of his world.

And yet once more, he gazed around
the stillness, "Did I see it?
An object floating, yards away
only an hour ago."

...just an old and seaworn board.
and on it lay a fragrant flower.
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