a day of heavy use
and left in the boat at sundown
they slipped out of their holders
and sank into the inky abyss
the panicked morning search
afternoon’s suspension of the hunt
a moonlit dinner at
a stranger’s kind table
offers of assistance lodging
handshakes hugs
Good Luck’s
adventure restarts
a sea-tossed morning
now sporting sails
I tack towards
a new horizon
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