Saturday, October 31, 2015

Anchor

Translucent silver.
Murked aqua green.
Deterrent deep blue.
An ocean aghast.

Ironed grit.
Wobbled across currents.
Traversed through blunts.

Thud! Perched on the bloodied bed.

Mud, Pearls. Scrap, Reefs.
Unravel her whirls.
Unflinch her beliefs.

An anchor you be.
A mighty ship you behold.

Nay Sway!