Broken Canoe
The flip flap of my grey coat
Mandy sewed for me years ago
escorts me to the region of the summer stars
O'ers the thuds and thumps
Of broken canoes
fluctuating between the tides
no footprints were left
for me to find by the riverside.
I walk in the wind
In coat of thousand colors
canoeing through life
we had some good times
Didn't we?
we shot our shots
before dusk
O'ers the thuds and thumps
of broken canoes
fluctuating between the tides
the scornful laughter
and the tickles
babble now on
shallow river of
memories.
Walking in the wind in
a coat of blue color
meeting new friends
bubbling smiles on faces
bottles of wine and beers
clatter in the air
Mandy chair was lonely
no glass cup there to make cheers
O'ers the thuds and thumps
of broken canoes
fluctuating between the tides.
© Iamteazhy
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