Passages
Sails Alone in Poor Company
written by: Gerry Stefanson
@gerry_stefanson
Possible to travel in numbers
Possible to do it alone
Possible to do both.
Over centuries folk turn to sea,
of their own accord.
Over the centuries folk be pressed,
ordered enslaved to sea
by will of others.
Over centuries on the sea, would always be
even as they stood dry land, their way.
Shadows that we live in and under,
survive even thrive under sail.
Shadows fill hearts and heads,
remain port to port.
Shadows stay, know no geography, no future
know only
Shadows.
NOTE:
Passages series photography by Kumiko Hawkes – Shizen Photography
MAY 2022 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords Press
Born and raised on the prairies of Manitoba Canada, along the Red River and just south of Lake Winnipeg. Then Alberta and ten years in the Rockies, just above Montana. The last decade in the Canadian Gulf Islands. People, ideas and stories set the stage of my poetry and writing. Music and art fill my days and verse fills my head. I feel the fortunate one and share this world with my life partner.
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