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The Vessel (tanka)
Who now remembers
The vessel laying at port
Now so many years
From the days of her glories
When she changed the lives now gone
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So much they have hidden in their hulls! Loved this.
Voted up and awesome.
Well done.
We have so many vessels in our ports. They come and go. We change, learn, cry, laugh, grow, or die as the result of each vessel we choose to carry us or lead us astray.
This tanka is full of meaning, Martin. Each reader will get something different from it. That is a job well done.
I don't remember, but I think many do!