In My Head

January 26, 2011
By mackenziemacksey BRONZE, Boyne City, Michigan
mackenziemacksey BRONZE, Boyne City, Michigan
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The river flows
My boats adrift
The things I see
Are mine alone

With my secrets aboard
And treasured thoughts in a box
I envision my goals in the distance
As past decisions drift to the shore line

The water reflects images of
Loved ones, loved times
Splashing their memory onto my face
I float on

Twists and turns
Threaten to slow me down
But I persist
Into the beautifully painted horizon

To board this boat is not by choice
The things I see are mine alone
To board this boat I must first speak
For you can not read my mind

The author's comments:
This poem is a comparison of a boat on a river to my mind.

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