Poetry: My sails - by Elisabeth Long

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by Elisabeth Long

Created on: November 11, 2009 Last Updated: November 13, 2009

Last Sail-A Lament

Silver-toed sprite-she skirts a glistening horizon
dodging the shrieks of low-flying gulls-tip toes
grinning by the heavy high jumps
of egg fat salmon
to slice crisp waters clean through.

With full sails dipped low
she teases the season
running a course
due south.

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Poetry: My sails

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by Elisabeth Long

Last Sail-A Lament

Silver-toed sprite-she skirts a glistening horizon
dodging the shrieks of low-flying gulls-tip toes
grinning
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by Gavin Wyatt

My Sails, My Ship, My Life, My Death

The sails once proud burst into shape

Massive wings of cloth pulling, its belly so
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by Luke Bamforth

In Spring my sails, full of love,

Carried me far,

To islands of joy,

But by winter,

My sails were empty,

And I, cast adrift