Sea of Sins

Posted on July 31, 2013 | 8 Comments

Given the wind I’d fill the sails
Leave for our port of Abigail
Changing our hearts with love to give
Pardon all sins without the sieve

Free of guilty rifts and driven
Sins thrown in the sea and forgiven
Strive against impulse from within
Sailing over the sea of sins

Abigail is our home port choice
Our women see us and rejoice
At home, not lonely or missed
Repentant again sins dismissed?

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Jamie Dedes | July 31, 2013 at 12:42 AM | Reply

Whistful.
Nicely written.

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- booguloo | August 1, 2013 at 9:44 AM | Reply
  
  Thanks Jamie.
  
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Paul Andrew Russell | July 31, 2013 at 4:54 AM | Reply

‘Pardon all sins without the sieve…’
Very nicely put, Michael. I really like the way you’ve written this.

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- booguloo | August 1, 2013 at 9:46 AM | Reply
  
  I appreciate that Paul.
  
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Inside the Mind of Isadora | August 4, 2013 at 8:06 AM | Reply

Melancholy …

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- booguloo | August 5, 2013 at 7:31 AM | Reply
  
  In more ways than one and then there is the deception.
  
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  - Inside the Mind of Isadora | August 5, 2013 at 2:00 PM |
    
    Ahhh … deception. The sea of the sin.
    
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Harbans | September 22, 2013 at 12:41 AM | Reply

Repentence always pays.

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