Atlantis – The Ghost Ship

©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson

Photo by Filip Mroz on Unsplash

She sails across an open sea
obscured in fog and memory–
a ship of ghosts, of days gone by,
her battered flag lost to the sky.

Inside she carries hopes and dreams
unraveled, threadbare, frayed at seams
that pulled too tight and bound too fast,
first tries that faded into last:

a fallen star, a broken wing,
a lump of clay, one note to sing,
a jilted peak, an ocean floor,
an empty space that begs for more.

Her tall mast lifts no sinking heart,
and yet she knows a sailor’s art:
to ride upon the wind and wave–
a ship of dreams, a gliding grave.

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