In the watery depths of my womb,
There lies a shipwreck
Its mast and frame made of you and I
It cries Freedom from within
And so with release at its tail
She will never meet us on this shore
And with freedom in her sail
The stars are her oceans forever more
Angharad, interesting analogy with amazing imagery. Great write! ! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic imagery Angharad - I loved this and think you have written in beautifully too, Steve