Under Sail
Ghosting along on a silver platter,
under a dome of haze.
Listening to the babble of the bow
and watching ripples roll and fade.
taken from the poem, The Sea, written 08.22.2016
Liberum Divisa 7 Poetry Contest - Sponsored by: Gregory Richard Barden, Aug 28, 2021
Copyright © Francis J Grasso | Year Posted 2021
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