Captain
written by: Dickson Shreffler
Twelve hours of nothingness
Marks this day like
Most every day
You were here
Where
Wasted time goes
Unclaimed unused
Is the river quiet or
Silent as we navigate
Life’s mysteries
The noises voices make
Repeat Repeat
I navigate nothing
A leaf in the current
Left to fend for itself
Is really the capitan
Of our fate
Longtime retailer. Born in California but grew up in South Florida. I have been writing since I was 15 years old. I'm now just beginning giving serious thought to the words I put down on paper.
