Traveling around the world

Launching my ship upon the ocean

With my largest sails unfurled

Searching for the epicenter

Embarking on the greatest journey

Wishing to meet the predecessor inventor

No anchor available for use

Rolls of braided twine in stow

Lover on mast above in a tightly gripped noose

She exclaimed my name

The winds savagely shook thy vessel

In vain she preached and blew out our flame

Disappearing into the ghostly past

Our love was only an ignis fatuus

It was my heart which was harassed

I became the suitor of lies

On these seas of despair truths will unfold

The echoes inside send shattering cries

One voyager now vanished

Shipwrecked on waves of salt

I am in this wasteland forever banished

© 2012 David Greg Harth

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