Winter's leash; anchors home
Open water stands alone
Missing me, not knowing why
Lashing back its salty cry
Frost-encrusted docks weep ice
Arctic tears for season's price
Vessels wrapped; no longer free
Dry-dock chains that tether me
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Lisa,
ReplyDeleteI had no idea you had a blog! How on earth did I miss that????
Anyhoo, I love what you have done. The poetry is wonderful as are the
photos. I will be coming back to have read whenever I can.
You have a wonderful blog,
Elizabeth
Surprise! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for stopping by, because your compliments have me smiling away here.
Happy to have you back anytime!
There was a problem leaving comments...so I am laughing, because you had no trouble at all.
And of course, that makes perfect sense to me.
:):)