... Like Some Ancient Mariner...

by Peter Hunter

like some ancient mariner

no ship upon a painted ocean

but in my tiny office

walls clad with mementos of a lifetime

catalogue of memories, lost causes, faded ventures

hopes, dreams and abandoned ideas

So it's come to what?

now all I do working this electronic thing

computer it's called

a mere slave to a machine

copying all my thoughts and memories

all now I have to give

this electronic albatross of mine

slim, grey desktop

with that stubborn will

... all of its own

Peter Hunter 2012

Peter Hunter's full-length works are available on Kindle

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