Post # 677 FLOTSAM AND JETSAM [poesie]

Peering thru the National spyglass
He can faintly espy the outlines:
Floating islands of flotsam and jetsam
In watery flight from perilous homelands
Fleeing the awful Four Horsemen,
Hearts throbbing, desperate for life,
Beseeching the sons of desperate migrants
To light the soft-candled glow of empathy,
Rekindle the long-repressed memories, and
Hear the fluttering pulse of the flotsam and jetsam
And eschew the gods of comfort, for those of love.

-p.
L.N. Shapiro, NYC 9/24/21