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Sat alone in a wooden boat
That's sinking.
The damage is done
As holes let the water in
Around these weak ankles
Salt stings, as the cuts heal.
Sat alone in a wooden boat
I'm keenly sensing
How no other fish are to be seen.
I didn't think to bring a hook, line or paddle
Allow the waves to carry me out
Sat alone in a wooden boat
That's sinking.
Yep - and you seemed to be getting plenty of attention on that particular boat! The problem is that most of the fish out there are contaminated - you'd have to chuck em back anyway...
You have managed to say a lot with a little - I'd agree with the comments already made. x
I agree with the other comments Georgina. There is such a feel of sadness about this.
However I do know for a fact that the wooden boat was not on the canal going from Wigan Pier to Standish a couple of months ago, cos we all arrived back safely!!
Cate xx
I like this Georgina - it has a nursery rhyme qualitiy but is about real heartbreak and abandonment. Simple but says a lot.
proper lump in throat piece, Georgina... Hope it isn't based on fact..
technical wise - I may consider if I was you breaking it into two stanzas just to give it a better sense of pacing, but I do like it..
Hope you are alright! x
That's really really sad. :'(
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<Deleted User> (6517)
Thu 16th Sep 2010 20:13
ha ha contaminated indeed, that's fish for you i guess. all the wrong type on that barge i'm afraid. thanks for your kind comments everybody xx