Saturday June 12th, 2021

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: identity.

2 comments:

Greg said...

Well, i guess there is something we really need to know about the ship that we're on at the moment....

Identity
I am not the Captain then, and the man I stand before
Seems too tall, too wide, too intelligent; in awe
I listen as he asks me a single question that perplexes:
“What is the name of this old ship?”

Marc said...

Greg - well, that is a pretty good question. I wonder if we'll get an answer?