More poems for Express It In Eight.
In the sands along the shore
we came upon the bones of an old boat,
cast upon the dry land,
as though seeking shelter
from some fierce storm of long ago.
Gone were those who sailed so hopefully,
committing their dreams to the sea,
and we took heed of their warning.
Line Count: 8
For Express It In Eight, March 03 2021
Prompt: Illustration of old boat.