Message In A Bottle
Tumbling in the waves as it bobbed beyond reach
its message meant for those it may concern.
Would it ever be recovered from this wild and
empty sea,
or others learn of life’s addiction spurned?
What random voyage now to travel, what stormy
tempest met,
or survive the beaching onto rock or sand?
Perhaps no mortal soul would stumble onto
this jetsam
and that note be doomed to touch no other hand?
But it mattered not, if no one read again the note,
for none would care about it anymore.
His oft repeated pledge to never drink again,
now kept, as he and bottle drifted from the shore.
© Pete Stratford. 1.7.10
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