I’m not abandoning,
you of ridiculous complaints;
I’m doing that jettison act. In order
to float, even sail/make headway,
headwind, ho! land in sight, so
don’t sink unless you want to
and I’m not promising to row back.
Islands of dense foliage
may claim me, I’ve been long at sea.
is timeworn; a fresh
prospect looms, freedom
on turquoise ocean,
breeze upon stiffening breeze.
Linda Stevenson is a poet/painter living in Melbourne Australia. Linda considers her poetry as part of her life; it has been a life-long habit, from childhood through to adolescence, adulthood and now into mature older age. In recent years her poems have been published in literature magazines in Australia, UK, USA and Canada. A chapbook “The Tipping Point” was also published in 2015.