It's a bit of a shock to see that we're half-way through March when I'm writing this; it doesn't feel like I've had long enough to get this far :)
Break through Weed grows everywhere inside the ship Still green and moist and sometimes trapping fish That die as surely the weed will too. The water rises outside; soon it will break through.
It's a bit of a shock to see that we're half-way through March when I'm writing this; it doesn't feel like I've had long enough to get this far :)
ReplyDeleteBreak through
Weed grows everywhere inside the ship
Still green and moist and sometimes trapping fish
That die as surely the weed will too.
The water rises outside; soon it will break through.
Greg - time is indeed disappearing at an alarming rate. I couldn't believe it was Gazette time already and now April is somehow arriving next week?
ReplyDeleteReally liked these four lines, the flow of the final two lines in particular. Enjoying the weekly poetic ride thus far!