Reflections On a Bug While Cruising In a Boat on Lake Ontario

[browncoat2x2]

I forgot. I composed a poem when I was in Kingston on the cruise. It's called Reflections On a Bug While Cruising In a Boat on Lake Ontario and goes thusly:








Reflections On a Bug
While Cruising In a Boat on Lake Ontario



Little bug, fly far away from here,
There are better lights to call you.






I wrote it while standing on the promenade deck over looking the lower level of the boat we were on, watching a fly of some sort buzz around a light on the back of the boat as we cruised along. It doesn't really have any reflections in it, as the title suggests, but I wanted to record it for my own memories.

Comments

[ceslas.livejournal.com]

Awwww, adorable! And a perfect lead in to a total whinge on my part: CHOICES!!!!! Girl, ya gotta finish that one, I just read it from the beginning to Chapter 12 b or whatever it is in your memories...BUT YA GOTTA FINISH IT! YES I AM YELLING!

It is too good to be just sitting there collecting angst and pain....