4 to 6 second pull on the ship’s whistle
Announces to others in the harbor
The romance of sea:
“Underway! Shift colors”
The Ensign now flaps from the mast.
Jack folded into a tight triangle
Stowed away until:
“Moored! shift colors.”
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1913
a year I cannot recall like I do others.
I was not flesh yet, my soul still roosting in clouds.
1960
Daunting to think I could even saunter into her
Existence and claim her full attention,
But I did.
Birds… I understood her need for wings and
Song like wheat stalks bursting to be gleaned
And eaten meant for more than a sweet
Possibility.
Poetry Prompt by “Imaginary Garden with Real Toads”Using a group of 5 chosen words: These are my 5 word group.(Merciless, sidewalks, secrets, permission, enticed)
*dVerse also has a poetry prompt on looking back to some memory, I’ve decided to use this same poem:
Her caring but controlling grip as
I pushed the pedestrian light button
Green, enticed my next accurate suspension…