Friday, January 15, 2010

Tethered


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


2 comments:

  1. Lisa,
    I 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

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  2. Surprise! :)
    Thank 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.

    :):)

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