Sails and the Sea

Life is like sailing, you can use any wind to go in any direction


scattered like butterflies

under grey autumn skies

reflected and mirrored

haze shimmered and silvered

riding the send of the sea

against a rising tide

ignoring our dreams

our plans and schemes

the sea has a life of it’s own

seems we can’t have it all

for I’m I’m no Bogy

and sadly you’re no Bacall


this is not Key Largo


jack collier

I must go down to the sea again

2 responses

  1. Great poem. Love the reference to one of my favourite films and poems. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Being lied to always hurts


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