Ship Ahoy!

My ship had been anchored,
tucked asylum in harbor,
for many days, weeks, months, years
but it is not, someone once said,
what ships are built for.

Recent storms had
unexpected effect:
no longer can I stay put,
survive on comfort,
watch the ocean from afar.

Ready or not,
my pen is drawn;
it is time to set sail,
take my chances
in an open sea of
endless lines and imagination.


New York, Dec 14, 2013

Copyright 2013, Ronen Divon.



5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Smadar
    Dec 15, 2013 @ 12:00:58

    extremely beautiful love it.

    love your poems


  2. Ran Baron
    Dec 15, 2013 @ 12:12:28

    So incredibly beautiful, so inspiring and touching! — Love you!


  3. Sher
    Dec 15, 2013 @ 12:31:38

    good one dear…. I have not drawn my sword to dance on the page for a while also 🙂


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