Lost scroll unrolled, translated on the beach.
Last words bottled, corked, tossed to the sea.
Last rites were administered by the moon’s mournful sheen.
Lost faith was restored on the deck of a brigantine.
Last orders, drink up, drain yer dregs, time please!
Lost nerves, the fleet-footed, backs turned to the unforgiving sea.
Remaining Ashore by Ford. November 24. 2021.
Image: Heller catalogue. 1979. Le Capricorne. By J. Blanche.