Paper Boat

Paper boats, mache moats

Cardboard levee, not at all heavy

Pretend solutions, real problems.

Nest of twigs and spit

Protection from monsoon,

Corrugated house

Shelter from the quake.

Water kicks up dirt

Dirt is turned to mud

Mud bakes into clay

Begetting ceramic crockery.

Ceramic pots hold dirt

Watered diligently every day

Round and round we go

In a paper boat dissolving.

While pirates in ships wooden

Papers rigid ancestor

Won’t be softened

Or misshapen by the storm.

To my paper boat I cling

Putting every hope on board

For wood never let me mark

With words from pen.

The secrets of a heart

Marred by tempest strong

Though I may sink

Behind I’ll leave my ink.

– Vagabond Prophet

Thanks @josy57 for promoting @mildreflections and I with “Paper Boat.”

Chattering

Sails flick while chattering

To the wind deciding

How to best throw itself

Into its arms.

Port rocks to starboard

And back again

While I’m throwing my insides

Over the rail into the sea.

Mainsail catches and off we go

Pushed along by nothing

Except the breath of the sea

My stomach as a sacrifice.

The water decides most things

And today to swell and fall

Bucking like a horse.

It’s just the risk you take

When you let her be herself.

– Vagabond Prophet