sailing away to isles of imagination
We’ve been here since last August to the current June,
but it’s not even after noon
how will we spend these intermittent minutes this afternoon?
I see no limits and we’re both immune,
to the usual effects of what’s more opportune,
each stranded,
lost and marooned avoiding the temptations
we currently sail on current away from our current frustrations,
to a concurrent location,
where we don’t stay recurrent with gyrations at endless durations
I hope it doesn’t end too soon..
drifting in an ocean of maroon without deviation
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I really love this. I’m not usually a fan of rhyming, but you execute it so well and with meaning that I really appreciate.
Thank you, that means a lot!
makes me think of county fairs and cotton candy..
That’s an interesting perspective!
I love the sound of ‘n’ throughout this poem.
Favorite line:
I see no limits and we’re both immune,
to the usual effects of what’s more opportune,
Thanks, It’s always nice to be in the content with the moment
I love how you use different meanings of the word current in the line “we currently sail on current away from our current/frustrations.”
It’s a very versatile word!