Some are burned and some are buried
others rise into the air..
Some are food for hungry buzzards
others just coyote fare..
Desert keep or forest deep
a pyre that burns beside a stream..
Every body must relinquish
form then wake into a dream..
Row and row and row your vessel
paddle well and merrily
Ferry for our spirit journey
sailing o'er the deep blue sea ~
Blog: https://ozarkwaterpal.wordpress.com/
Shawn Porter is an aspiring poet, musician / songwriter, organic farmer and forager, making home in the Arkansas Ozarks.
If you would like to have your work published in The Poetry Bar send your poem, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog and Instagram account to the e-mail poetrybar1@gmail.com
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