You anchor my soul
Storms will not overwhelm me
Safe port in a storm
Release my restraints
Set my wandering soul free
Adventure once more
Shifting sands of time
Undetectable movement
Adventures begin
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My friend John took this photo on holiday and shared it with me as a poetry prompt saying it was an anchor graveyard
These poems emerged from the image. I wonder what you think of when you see this photo.
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