Scraps of Love
By
Ray Finch
You left my tanks empty all my ballast now gone
No longer submerged but sitting high in the sun
Pitching and rolling In the choppy seas of love
The noise of the sea birds as they circle above
As you discard all the scraps of our love
Now no more for me to say or heed
As they start to dive down In a frenzied feed
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Finchy (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Love the metaphor. I felt the depth of disenchantment through your verse
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