Floating Boats Poem by fraidoon warasta

Floating Boats



floating boats
not taking even a sigh
the longest journey

before icarus,
getting on the flight
even the sun
didn't know it

under this ever scattering sky
with its white-grey floating boats
everything unfolds its presence

plum blossoms
are about to burst into curves and colours
belong already to yesterday

what else matters
when there is no tomorrow

fraidoon warasta
26 march 2021
Limburg

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