we’ll ride the yellow rocky canoe.

With its commanding presence,

You wouldn’t think its light, a borrowed.

It’s as if it, on its own,

has a life. //

The stern looking at us--

Thwart to connect.

The ribs broken--

Hard to maneuver. //

Yoke throttles. //

The only thing we share

Is this yellow rocky canoe.

The starboard, our bridge,

So vast,

but so few. //

The sail hasn’t been easy,

But my love, it will be.

I know it will be.

You’ll see. //

For now,

You’ll be on your deck

And I’ll be on mine.

As we ride the night,

We’ll leave no wake.

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nan shartel Feb. 10, 2011 @ 8:33 a.m.


i love the abstract thrust of this...

good work!!


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