War of
existence.
Setting
sail.
Dock
departure.
Early on.
Calm
waters,
easy waves.
Safe harbor
fading.
Fading
in the
distance
behind.
Winds
quicken.
Swells
growing.
Tacking
increase.
Deeper
waters,
stressing
navigation.
Darkening
clouds a
horizon
away.
Spray
soaking,
tiller
bucking.
Sails
in the
distance.
Danger
approaches.
Cannons
firing,
piercing.
Storms
swamping,
bailing
full speed.
Dangers,
maelstroms
abound.
Relentless
onslaught.
Sails
ripping.
Masts
cracking.
Fighting
hard
to stay
afloat.
No
guarantees.
Such are
the wars
of existence.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 7th, 2022 16:21
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
Comments2
I love the imagery, great write ✍️
Hi EN,
thank you kindly for reading my work.
JP
Such suspense!
Thank you kindly for reading
You are very welcome. 🙂
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