Uncharted Course

When the boatman’s bell tolls
I must answer the call.
The crew, one by one, crossing that brow alone.
The colors of constellations
will remain at half-mast for now.
With an uncharted course set,
a prayer will be enough to help guide us out.
Where we are going
no angels will greet us.
Instead,
we will be welcomed by the songs of sirens
behind a veil of salt spray.
With Poseidon’s back turned,
I can enjoy one last affair with the sea.
Carrying only her scent,
I can set off to another foreign shore,
calling it home.


  5 comments for “Uncharted Course

  1. December 5, 2019 at 11:00 am

    It doesn’t matter how stormy the sea gets as long as we arrive. Wonderful!

    Liked by 1 person

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