The kings ship

The king’s ship made from oak
But the oak wood is no more
Out at sea a mysterious illness
Kills all those on board

By and by the ghost ship
Grew a wood
Masts sprouted branches
For resting migrating birds
The decks became pierced
By acorn roots

A floating island in the sea
Alone for all eternity

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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