There is no patch of terf
Not claimed by someone
No place free of challenge
Upon your trespass
No place without the
Sufferance of an oversight
Where someone's rules and law
Define your life
Where your will is bent
In accomodation

Except one place
Your choice
By your wits and skill alone
for all or nothing
Live or die
Succeed or fail
Honor or craven
You quintessentially


The high Seas!

Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-01-21 at 15:22

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!

I wonder if the 'high Seas' could also mean any place in nature where one's only defense is wit and skill—a summit, a desert, a jungle, space . . . wilderness of any sort.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
You may be right. Well said.

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
This takes my breath away!