Anchor on the shoreline,
Ship no longer floating;
Ranger of the seaways,
Danger going boating.
Knowing storms are coming,
Cannot be a wanker –
Choose to eschew peril,
Lose not life, but anchor
Anchor on the shoreline,
Ship no longer floating;
Ranger of the seaways,
Danger going boating.
Knowing storms are coming,
Cannot be a wanker –
Choose to eschew peril,
Lose not life, but anchor
Thank you for the comprehensive review of poetry forms. Generous of you.
Yes, well, when you write as compulsively as I do, you look for new inspirations at every turn. Or I’m incurably pedantic.
Haunting and beautiful.