Wednesday, December 11, 2024

Boatman

BOATMAN


I'm just a humble soul waiting on the shore. 

The boatman's not coming, not today, nor anytime soon. 

I may stay here a spell, no more, no less than an hour or so. 

The boatman knows. 
He has heard I still have unfinished business on the isle.









© Breyel, Timm. “Boatman.” All rights reserved.

 


at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

A Rose

 A ROSE You rose against a stone wall, abloom to all.   You stood out  more resplendent,  more resilient,  even in the darkest hours. You we...

  • OLD POSTCARDS
     OLD POSTCARDS Tattered and faded picture postcards of nameless maidens, and forgotten lands set in exotic climes and idyllic villages, all ...
  • Generations
     GENERATIONS Imagine you meet yourself: the old you, the young you, face to face,  and you strike up a conversation. The older you shares wi...
  • 1931
     1931 (Slideman Blues) on a speakeasy night under the spell of moonshine you let the trombone drag waaah-wah-wah...waaah-wah...waaah-wah whi...