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Flotsam, corpses you and me,
drifting elsewhere on slow waves
waiting for the final tide
to make us derelict forever.
Flotsam. Corpses. You and me.
The moon might have been big last night;
I never saw it, face down waiting
for the darkness vanish into light.
Flotsam. Corpses. You and me.


Comments on: "Flotsam" (10)

  1. This made me feel sad ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ. I didnt see the big moon either, we had rain and dark cloudy sky. Love the photo. There’s another big moon in August I think. L&H xx

    • I did notice the light through the curtains but I was too lazy to have a look ๐Ÿ™‚ L&H xx

  2. Ooh, I get this one! ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Not that I don’t usually get your poetry, just I REALLY get this one. ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Well done Ina! There’s a lot in this that I’ve enjoyed.

  5. Mistress moon and tide are one and you write our inevitable eulogy on the crests of the eternal waves…

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