Ocean in a Bottle

I was given the wide ocean in a bottle today. A gift of true generosity. Heavenly, To cradle the wonder of the Sea within my palm’s breadth. To be known. So well. I put my lips to it. Warm from the Autumn Sun that bathed it on my morning window sill Where I placed it…

Against the grain. I

A rotten butt, he called us. The vehicle of salvation for he and his progeny, and we were rotten to him. Warped we may have been, and old,  but never rotten. For we work together, my knotted kin and I.  Regardless of any stress or strain.  We boat parts are old retainers. Whatever the weather….