Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Message in a Bottle

Unfurl the paper.
Embrace the words
on this beach bibelot
scripted by a land bound
townsman tethered to a rocky
coast across an ocean distance.
Read his words written twenty years
ago. He tells you his age, his wife's name
and the four children still alive. One son died
at birth.
If you can he says, send this on. It's
my only way to travel beyond my languid place.



Linda Watskin
Day 20
Poetic Asidesprompt

3 comments:

  1. Linda, this was evocative, sad, and a damned good read. Thanks so much! Amy BL
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/04/20/laptopia-ode-to-starbucks-haiku/

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  2. Another excellent write...such a sad thought.

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