The Boatman's Song

Let's conquer the waves again today
as we ride on the shoulders of the sea.

Let's strain the deep for its fruits
that have helped form this clay.

Let's pray that a good wind blows
and takes us back to the shore
today, tomorrow, every day.
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Contributed to thursday poets rally 41

By the sea

Like beached whales we stretch
wiggling sand-warmed toes
the breeze slaps hair onto briny lips
a waft of drying silver fish

sometimes the fingers reach
a seashell here, and there
a shard of spilled laughter


© Alaka Yeravadekar