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Polestar
Polestar hangs in the larkspur sky
guiding me along this dark frontier
and as daylight drifts aside I can still confide
in wishing on her luminous tears.
Lanterns glow in ocean winds
as my bowsprit carves through spectral mist
but as I steer the helm toward a placid realm
I'm left to wonder if such a place can exist.
Yonder lie the stones of a sacred shoreline
yet I linger beyond its beckoning hand.
It seems in these murky days I'll shy away
until those rocky banks turn to sand.
#writco #WritcoQuote #poetry
guiding me along this dark frontier
and as daylight drifts aside I can still confide
in wishing on her luminous tears.
Lanterns glow in ocean winds
as my bowsprit carves through spectral mist
but as I steer the helm toward a placid realm
I'm left to wonder if such a place can exist.
Yonder lie the stones of a sacred shoreline
yet I linger beyond its beckoning hand.
It seems in these murky days I'll shy away
until those rocky banks turn to sand.
#writco #WritcoQuote #poetry
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