Flotilla~a poem
38Ports O'Call San Pedro CA
Flotilla
Yesterday I withdrew from everything
I was not feeling comfortable in my own skin
I was restless
I was bored
I was angry
And I could not pinpoint a single reason
But rather a whole jumble of reasons that had piled up
Like a flotilla inside my mind
Each little anxiety weighing my spirit down
It's not like I try to focus on the negative
It's that there is so much negative to try to navigate around
I'm in my tiny coracle surrounded by an entire fleet
Of things that seem determined to sink me
Today I feel a little better
But I don't know why
Which makes me a little nervous
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