Abandon Ship

Branches like masts
Of ships sailing on
Ocean winds.
Leaves like cloth
Rigged to capture
The gusts

Billowing bravely,
Wanderingly,
Drifting yet rooted.
So the sail itself
Begins to rip
Away from its bark,

Tearing cloth and rope,
Shearing stem with breeze
Silencing wave sound
In the leaves
As they cascade
To entropy.

Breaking masts as they go.
Toppling crow’s nests
And shattering hulls,
Pieces of fabric
Lost and drowning
In currents of air,

Gathering someplaces
And marking paths
Of the ocean winds
So the leavers can see
There is still hope
In a currence elsewhere.

Their trees now islands
Marooned in the sea.

Leaf sails swirl
Like destiny.

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