White ship waiting

He sees a tall-masted wooden ship
In Honolulu Harbor
It sits there, crewless, silent,
bobbing with the waves.
And my father thinks
It is there for him.

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Treegaping (40 Poems)

TreeGapingOpen is the micro poetry moniker for Trish Saunders, a Honolulu-based poet and short fiction writer.

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