Max Reif

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Wanderlove - Poem by Max Reif

I am a boat
tethered to shore,
chained to the solid land.

I long to journey
out to sea,
as far as the waves will roll,
to islands and fawaway places,
as far as they'll carry me,

and only my Captain
reins me in,
chained by will to the land,
for I feel the rising swell of the waves,
and my blood calls to hourney far,
yes, the swell of my blood answers back.

But is it your Captain, or only fear,
a voice in a whisper asks?
And I stop in my thoughts,
and I have to admit
I really do not know,
I really do not know.

Comments about Wanderlove by Max Reif

  • Colin J... (8/12/2007 3:33:00 PM)

    No one knows, is there a tomorrow?
    I say, yes. there is...
    Colin J..

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 28, 2011

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