Take a minuet 

 

Taking a minuet out,
Somersault some words across the stream,

The Ocean in one hand

A swan in the other.
A Lonesome yacht 

Looks for a harbour

To anchor her conclusions.

She becomes the night,

As a ghost like fog consumes her soul.
Hope will find you, 

if you seek it.

As Autumn winds

Shake off white canvass sails, 

We inhale new life, 

And Leave yesterday’s storms behind.

©DMM

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