A pronounced bow wave
Presages her imminent arrival
Her keel knifes the dark waters
Peels twin curls off the surface
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She draws down the light of stars
Calls the wind to her direction
Tides pause on her command
Squalls and storms follow
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Treading water as she passes
We can only witness this spirit
That lifts like incoming waves
Leaves us awash in her wake
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n.b. NaPoWriMo 2019: Day 13 prompt, witch
I was asked, “Is this poem about a boat, or a person?” You decide.
CLP 13/04/2019
Journey of Words 
3 responses
She draws down the light of stars – what a phrase! I love it, and the way the entire poem is ambiguous, but powerful. I don’t see why this couldn’t be both a boat AND a person – they do say shape changers existed and who’s to say a living boat doesn’t exist in those mythologies?
Day 13 is an utter disaster – I ended up visiting the Oracle of magnetic poetry, and even she made me work to get something out of it!
https://shukuen.blogspot.com/2019/04/glopowrimo-day-13-oracle-casts-her-bones.html
Some people have the presence of a ship or boat. You can feel them coming and then they pass and you can feel as if you have been uplifted in some indefinable way then are left somewhat bemused as they continue on their voyage
You are absolutely right there. I think sometimes we notice them more in their passing, because their absence is so palpable.