Flotsum Poem by Phil Soar

Flotsum



The driftwood floated past my lodge
On its way to somewhere new
Along with plastic bags and such
And the remnants of the crew
The ship that sank without a trace
Appeared to pass me by
And on it's way to somewhere new
It made me wonder why

Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: silly
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