Green Peas at Stake

Reflections on the Boat's Hull

To make a madcap mockery
of the full moon, the water ripples
to reflect it back on the hull,
macabre like a dead man's visage
with a ghost's mien, meddling into
the grief of the day, to appeal
for aid from the dark side,
as if in mimesis of
a liquid fallen angel,
while I think of me without you,
tying up the oars.

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For Para/Poem using the words:
Macabre
Madcap
Meddle
Mien
Mimesis
Mockery