Land Locked


A stranger I will always be
among all people surrounding me,
here, when living at the shore,

no soothing river sounds at night,
just cars, in a hurry passing by,
and an airplane on a midnight flight.

No moon beams traveling silvery waves,
just dull concrete, which still will pave
the same old bend around the corner,

even the stars will hide in sky
overwhelmed by neon city lights,
only the moon to remember why,

a stranger I will always be,
tied down by the grip of the shore,
when the river calls out to me.

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32 thoughts on “Land Locked

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words

    I am sitting in the early morning hours listening to Christopher Cross’s “Sailing ”
    and wander within your thoughts I find your “Land-Locked”
    fitting the moment …beautiful flow to read Francina….
    I wanted to have a favorite line but the thoughts connect so easily that each is separate but adding wonder to the next one….so each line is my favorite..
    Wonderful read this morning….Thank you, for sharing….
    Take Care…You Matter…

    1. Thank you, dear Maryrose, for your kind and generous comment πŸ™‚ and it was my pleasure to share πŸ™‚ I have looked up the song, and it’s a lovely one. Thank you for the mention. You take care too, for you matter too xoxo Francina

  2. Rufus Girard

    I think it’s great that you can delve into past work and combine the old with the new. It puts value on every step along the way. Good wishes.

    1. Thank you, Dear Cynthia!. Thank you for your lovely comment. It is good to see you again πŸ™‚ I hope all is well on your side of the screen πŸ™‚
      hugs and love , Francina xxxx

    1. Ξ΅Ο…Ο‡Ξ±ΟΞΉΟƒΟ„ΟŽ πολύ , dear Marina πŸ™‚
      Have a happy and wonderful July!
      καλό βράδυ πŸ™‚ xxxxxx

  3. This is just lovely Francina. Isnt it amazing how things at first unconnected eventually come together. And into something as lovely as this too. This poor boat looks very caged in. A wonderful post! πŸ™‚

    Love and hugs


  4. The river receded, and I thought I would wait it out – wait for the waters to return. Meanwhile, grass grew around me. Am still waiting for the waters to return πŸ™‚

    Sorry, I just had to say that πŸ™‚

    Loved your poem and that photo.


    1. Thank you, Eric!, for your poetic response πŸ™‚ I really liked that πŸ™‚
      Have a peaceful week, my friend πŸ™‚
      groetjes, Francina

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