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Remember that view


Being in prison is like being at sea on the unpowered tall ship "Despair" . where the sail on the mizzen has torn into three and nowhere on board is a spare. . daily routine has become much the same shoveling seaweed against the high tide . an unchanging scene with no one to blame walking circles with nowhere to hide. . you are stuck in a vastness so terribly small how you wish that ship would just sink . you hope for the fastest waves thirty feet tall disappearance would come in a blink . but soon comes release day and over you'll go as they cast you back into the sea. . you are now in they bay with no boat to row like an old box of wet Boston tea . so, like Paul Revere and the pilgrims and Quakers your choice is to swim or to die . with your future severe as those history makers you've arrived with no sand in your eye . that tall ship Despair??? she's waiting for you to screw up and come back on board . but only take care And REMEMBER THAT VIEW walking circles you could not afford.
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Nomad1c

Having become late deafened, I now use poetry as a form of bridging the comm. barrier.

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