Day 25

boat

by unknown

She waved while on the surface
her colors bright, her flag free
the anchor up, her crew set
gas in the tank, nets ready
.
One little overboard
one little shark
one little octopus
one little flash
the octoshark ate
no one spoke
.
she sits uncomfortable
rocks poke her
cats have their way on her
but once she sailed
free and clean

About Kary

I write many things, prose, poems, prose, flash fiction, and novels. I've always loved the free form poem, and practice it most often. Feedback welcome. View all posts by Kary

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