Sailors

Leonard lived a special story and told it beautifully it had taken him so long to understand
that the thieves
in his life
had been his liberators and
those who had paid had been his jailers what He re remembered Best Was when the old man had said The sea
Is the only place Now
And for ever
That you can be truly free Searching there For her madness in the space Between The waves And the water Hopelessness
Would come upon him The darkness cast white nets like snow to haunt him with indistinct shapes he was walking into an old-fashioned movie no colour just black white and shades of grey He has walked further So much further than he wanted his chilled mind
struggled to understand images twisted and swirled in a dervish dance