Thursday, December 19, 2019

poem of the day December 19


The sword is hanging
from the rafters
Frozen in the rock
of lost time
The sun dial moves
in this blackness
under dark clouds
making it impossible 
to row the direction
The boat wears diapers
like a cheap suit
polished but
not cut from
good cloth
unable to stop the leak 
flowing from the blind man's rudder

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