The old boat slipped its mooring,
must have drifted out to sea.
My neighbour took the launch out
though a boat’s no use to me.
I recall when we first got it,
did the trim in powder blue.
Will be out past Dead Man’s Island,
nothing anyone can do.
I’ll go fetch coffee.
Reblogged this on Another Way of Saying and commented:
This was meant to be about estrangement but actually it’s just about an old boat.
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Well at least people still like it whether its about estrangement or not 🙂
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Very kind of you to say so – much appreciated!
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