<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400925" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Ship</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She arrived tangled amid a hazed dew, <br>carrying my past, dog hound tracking, <br>from years back, wide vision blacking, <br>and a stork I was, searching her crew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Thus I stood on those same moorings, <br>her icon remained - Christmas rejoice, <br>it was the sea hum muzzling her voice, <br>so I kissed her face that was alluring!) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a stork I aptly stood, on one foot, <br>side-gazing for sunken pals to discern, <br>as after my nautilus care and concern, <br>blackened was the ship with dark soot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dusk was silent, abrading acta details, <br>still numbness; maybe the ship stared, <br>as my foolish and curious eyes paired, <br>with perseverance, head-rope 'n' brail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Around the ship were playful tripping, <br>many small boats like wooden coffins, <br>of those loved, beyond known offings, <br>signalizing sea roar of moor whipping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">..............................<br>Holy was my ascending of the stairs, <br>Angels walked with me, in night blue, <br>like then we recited, I guess it is true, <br>that a night ship, for our story cares.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then again, we became swallows, <br>that bladed distances, kind to Spring<br>a song, for wanderers, harmonic link, <br>an emerald color of Aegean shallows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">..............................<br>What mind foolish, brought the ship, <br>closer to our night's odd ebony phase, <br>with two finger-funnels to sky praise, <br>my meteor stand, and awkward leap?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400925" data-title="The Ship de Giorgio Veneto" data-description="The Ship She arrived tangled amid a hazed dew, carrying my past, dog hound tracking, from years back, wide vision blacking, and a stork I was, searching her crew. (Thus I stood on those same moorings, her icon remained - Christmas rejoice, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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