Ship of fools


Day 27. Prompt: write a blank of blank poem.



Ship of fools
(Grateful Dead golden shovel using Robert Hunter’s lyrics)

sometimes you struggle and sometimes you don’t
sometimes you borrow and sometimes you lend
either way, your happiness depends on your
gentle willingness to play the hand
you’re dealt and when in doubt, to
ignore the call or check and fearlessly raise
instead, because adventures don’t begin with no
so it’s time you hoist your own flag
set sail aboard your own ship atop
waves of yes, avoiding each maybe or no
steadily steering yourself and your ship
far away from the land of
naysayers and fools

What do you think?

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