An Ocean Bird

An Ocean Bird           by Sami Khalil

A prose poem

I’m an old sailor…

sailing to New York harbor

towards “Wall Street” dreams

swashbuckling obscured wealth

palaces in the clouds

emotionally abused poverty

sand in my shoes

sun blind to boardwalks.

 

I’m a brave soul

with second-degree burns

never listening to learn

a day tripper to heartaches

jumping off “White Cliffs”

to splash into painted dramas

Evel Knievel style

lost to time with derision.

 

Thinking back…

who cares about an old sailor

a black-footed albatross

from distant lands as it flaps its wings

needing a new one?!

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[Sami Khalil]

"I’m a brave soul

with second-degree burns"
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