Jurnee

Castaway

my feelings change like the weather

 

and i refuse to be tethered

 

the rain clouds on the horizon

 

will foreshadow where i’ve been

 

 

ocean breeze growing gusty

 

grab a coat, go in hiding

 

 

rushing water, it waves on by

 

lay a’top glass sea and paint the sky

 

a silver lining meets my eye