Lost Ship
The warm wind
blows gently
this night
as she wanders
down the dunes
Her gown flutters
like a sail, illuminated
by the harvest moon
Night after night,
you can see her
here, her ghostly
presence fills you
with a yearning
Many years have
passed, and still
she waits and
watches the
horizon, longing
for her love,
captain of her
lost ship, her
one
Lynn West
(c) 2013
About Me
- MoonAngel
- I love writing poetry and certainly hope that you will enjoy my words. Whether they inspire, motivate or touch your heart, I hope that you can relate to these writings and find your own poetry within. I enjoy life and making people feel good about themselves. I practice Yoga, Reiki and believe light work and positive reinforcement is the best thing you can do for others. I have much to learn in life and believe that if we aren't learning, we aren't growing, and in fact, we aren't living... Contact me at moonangel0404@gmail.com if you'd like to know more or have questions.
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