BOATMAN - Poem
BOATMAN
(Copyright 2017, by Dave Kiffer)
It is always dark
When I set out,
So much so
That I can
Never see
What waits ahead
I only know
The forecast
I have been
Given, handed
Like a slice
Of day-old bread
With a piece
Of rusty onion
To flavor the dark
Like an oil lamp
Punctuates
The night
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