Looking ahead for a place to stop.
Looking for something to do today.
Wanting a place for the anchor to drop.
Wanting a place to let the boat stay.
Thinking about the events ahead.
Thinking of the money it will cost.
Confiding today I have not been fed.
Confiding that I am unfortunately lost.
Wondering where exactly I landed.
Wondering what has the cheapest prices.
Speaking of things in a way that is candid.
Speaking truth of my broken marine devices.
Lost because of an electrical surge.
Lost because of the lack of a map.
Went right when two rivers converged.
Went down what river? I must recap.
The trip back will be long and a strain.
The trip will be lonely and take the night.
Getting food now for my scattered brain.
Getting on my way before last light.
Found my spot and stopped.
Anchor now dropped.
Last thing to say.
Have a great day.
- Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 18th, 2024 08:46
- Comment from author about the poem: still eating
- Category: Unclassified
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