A Buoy or a Wooden Fleet


If you were shipwrecked on an island with a rising tide,
What would you choose?
A buoy that would keep you close to the shore,
While you basked around in the storm,
Or a wooden fleet without sails, leaving your fate
To be juggled by the varying constellations of
Stillness and chaos?


34 thoughts on “A Buoy or a Wooden Fleet

    • Yes, I think we are πŸ’–πŸ˜Š. We choose the raft sometimes and hop to another island then we stay there by the buoy until we choose to follow the wind again. 😊😊😊. I always love your comments the best, because you always “get” the intention of my poetry. I put get in “” because of course people can interpret my poetry however they like, but it is always nice to have someone reading them they way I wrote them πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŠπŸ’–.

  1. I take it there is no emergency life raft Trini? πŸ˜€ ❀
    Well written my friend…and in truth, I will attract exactly what I need to survive the chaos of this world, even if it means trying to stay afloat with only my heart to guide me πŸ˜€ ❀

    • Haha! πŸ˜„πŸ˜„ yeah, I know what you mean! But I think we (or I at least) find ourselves in these kind of situations all the time, and I think the choice is not always the same πŸ’–πŸ˜Š

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