the boat I travel on
has no sails - no engine - no ores
travails depending on the tides - currents
I have no charts - no ship to shore - radio
no heading
just - from hear to there - no port in mind
traveling on the high - and the low seas of life

ken d williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith

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Written on 2018-07-21 at 21:24

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Shamshad Alam
The title of the poem is very fascinating. The boat like life drifts in uncertainty.