Journey

By Sara Barkat

The sails unfurl
the cries ring in the air,
the ship is on the waves of curls.

Ship rides o’er seas of pearl
while dragon rests in lair,
the sails unfurl.

Setting off to lands of kings and earls
the sailors eat some pears,
the ship is on the waves of curls.

One seaman’s known to love a girl
one boy climbs up a mount, on dare,
the sails unfurl.

Some on the ship have seen Arur,
a family has a small pet bear,
the sails unfurl
the ship is on the waves of curls.

This Poem Features In: