suns pity shines

on the damaged boat,

listless resting on rocky beach

cracked paint and clouded windows,

once and a while ago

it moved on inlet

under sail and motor

bright painted with bright young things

sipping drinks,

swim shorts and bikinis

cast off bottles

peeled labels no messages

sink if not carried by current

settling with pale crabs

moving over bottom

withe sideward indifference

creations blood flowed,

and they aged,

a parked sedan

jacketed against the cold

a mans hand touched bow

feeling that old electricity,

seeing the vibrancy

that once had been

a life of splendor

poetry , poem

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Comments
  1. Great contrast caused by time – from painted bright to cracked paint – but changed backward through memory. Well written.

  2. brian miller says:

    i tell you what…i would not mind peeling a few labels on a boat somewhere right about now…
    its smoking hot here today….

  3. A lament of aging, the old boat – like faded polaroid pictures

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