463 December 1, 2022December 1, 2022 ~ Edge of Humanity Magazine Sailing on the ocean Need open space Sunny salt air has chiseled my face Life on shore is a bore Load up on supplies at the store Free again once I leave port * * See also: The Hermit Poet’s eBooks on Amazon The Hermit Poet’s eBooks detail info and downloads Share this:LinkedInRedditTwitterFacebookPocketPinterestTumblrTelegramSkypeWhatsAppEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
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A true sailor feels that way I think. The sea is calling him.