SOMETIMES YOUR SADNESS IS A YACHT Poem by Jack Underwood
SOMETIMES YOUR SADNESS IS A YACHT
huge, white and expensive, like an anvil
dropped from heaven: how will we get onboard,
up there, when it hurts our necks to look?
Other times it is a rock on the lawn, and matter
can never be destroyed. But today we hold it
to the edge of our bed, shutting our eyes
on another opened hour and listening
to our neighbours' voices having the voices
of their friends around for lunch.
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9/19/2024 1:07:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well expressed thoughts and feeling written with conviction. Thanks for sharing Jack.