New Poetry Wednesday – Ballast

Ballast

Run from the cracks
Forming in what should
Be binding solid
Leave to travel alone
Without a ballast
Wish I could say
Circles were compromise
When they crack around
Feet on icebergs unstable
Misguided in our tears
Attempting to hide in years
Run from the cracks
Formed in what should
Be binding solid
Leave to travel alone
Without a ballast

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