I have seen this wooden mast before. <br />Flowing blue sails on silent winds. <br />You are not welcome here anymore. <br />Once you were my only friend. <br /> <br />There is no place for you to dock. <br />You bring angry seas and salty veins. <br />Solid anchors like solid rocks. <br />Wilted growth on harvest grains. <br /> <br />You come silently and without cause. <br />Knowing that you come for me. <br />Out of the mist you start to pause. <br />You know I am no longer free. <br /> <br />The storms rage and swell the boards. <br />Barnacles are never loosely cleaned. <br />Until this ship reaches its shores. <br />You will never let me be. <br /> <br />I watch as you steadily sail right by. <br />Two ships passing in the night. <br />Your melancholy bellows catch my eye. <br />Only darkness without light.. <br />Two ships passing in the night.<br /><br />Gulliver Gimble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-ships-passing-in-the-night/
