Gone

La Voile Jaune (The Yellow Sail) c. 1905

She sets sail without knowing,
what’s in store,
imagining calamities lying ahead,
an unknown land-
she embarks,
counting demons in dreams-
an unseen destination,
frightful of her destiny,
so far and long-
alive-
without any friends,
without an anchor,
counting stars,
away and gone.

44 words.

Note :- It’s been quite a while, since I’ve engaged in any form of writing and it’s evident that my writing has become rusty. All the more, it’s taken me a long time to barely pen down a few lines.

Acknowledgements :- Written in response to Quadrille Monday, where the given word was , “Imagine”. Also written in response to Poetics at dVerse, where we were encouraged to write about boats. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.