With the Stroke of a Brush, Haunted Forever |
| Clementine's Legacy Finally viewed as something real or not? an investment of hours with a brush years of devotion on waves ~ for its own sake moored to our horizon Kiss that sailboat goodbye, and don't call it a ship call it, "Clementine" ~ if you must paint it a color Rounded home just in time, making a killing to anchor by the numbers alone, used ~ Never glancing back at the vague visage Supposed to be family, a crew What's in a promise broken? not too much relevant remains Echoes of that nautical portrait ~ "Clementine" entry in "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" 17 Lines Free verse |