The Despondent Voyager

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On the gritty shore  
stands a man
a husk of who 
he used to be

drawn and gaunt 
despondency 
gnaws and consumes
what’s left of him

a woeful expression
saddled with a baggage
of a traumatic fate 
a plea for release 

arises in the furrow
of his weathered brow 
freedom from this exile
is his only mercy 

this old ship captain 
losing to the wave
anchored to the shore
awaiting the horn 

as the sea stays calm
as the seagulls mock 
the phantom of a returning ship 
that shall set him free 

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Written for Sadje’s WDYS #171

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