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paper boat
I’m going
to build a paper boat of my recycled self
thin, faded blue lines
dotted
with sentences about you and me and yesterdays lament
and I’m sailing away
you know
I’m leaving
the fear, of this thing falling apart
sludge for the high sea
see
I’m not afraid
there is no anchor
I’m drifting
across inky oceans
toward tomorrows island
with pens for paddles
and font for the fish
I’ll miss you.
© ryan
paper boat by PJ Ryan
Bitey, metaphorical and ambiguous little writes.
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beautiful……..
lovely! love the metaphor :)
beautiful
I’m stowing away
With the exact same intent.
How I love this…xxx
i will build you a little paper seat right beside me x
– PJ Ryan
awww and we shall sing sea ditties ;) x
i’m wearing an eye patch too. a must.
– PJ Ryan
my recycling only produces ashes so i can not float but wonderful to see you and lisa above me in your boat…..
As long as you have your imagination as a sail then the winds of fate will take you on a bold and adventurous voyage ’-)
even with the fear of possible sludge on the high seas, you set sail – distant shores of hope await… safe journey with the wind in your sails. x
I am so digging this piece and enjoying the ride as I read..one love.
this is so fantastic Nicole – wonderfully lyrical, fabulous images – what a terrific metaphor! You are really gifted – what a joy to read!