Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Anchored Wreck

An anchor holds me down
tethering me to the jagged reef
with glimpses of my lighthouse
I borrow it's hopes from the cliffs
while the sun sets colors on fireyour derelict ship in the distance
leaving me to drown in what we were

Word Bank poem

1. Anchor
4. Colors
5. Ship

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