#WritcoPoemPrompt119


The long dim shadows,
Of surrounding trees,
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze, and the dangling nature of the wild dark cloud
couldn't stop my way nor stand my path
i took my touch and sail at sea
with the moonlight up
and twilight bright
all my mind was full of taught
for years and decades Dad had been with me
but this time around I'm all by myself
left at sea to fish for my thirst
a family of seven depends on my strength
all i hope is to make a catch
to take back home as sunlight comes



© hawa