POETRY FORMAT, 27 Feb 2017
I bartered for a simple skiff,
Birdsong had begun to flag when I set out
Keen again upon the open seas
And on the disappearing spit
My former comrades ranged:
Springs and cliffs and nooks,
Daily goals, abandonment at night –
The land enchanted with its fruit
Perhaps I too, in staying,
Might have revelled in the anchored dawn
And turned an eye with growing cheer
Towards noon each day
And daily fed upon the plots and chattels,
Savoury intrigues, songs of the flesh
Here the waves are endless,
They leave no time for sleep,
The songs they carry sly –
Of empty desert courtyards and a twilight shroud,
Kneeling supplicants unveiled,
The stolen kiss enough to live a life upon,
I work the sails with the careless breath of my imaginings
Dr. Emanuel E. Garcia is an American poet, novelist and physician who now resides in New Zealand. He may be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.
This article originally appeared on Transcend Media Service (TMS) on 27 Feb 2017.
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