Sail Away

They sailed away for a year and a day
Not knowing to where they’d return
A parrot, a pirate, a flag to inspire it
Their ship made of hope and heartburn

With yesterday’s shackles released to the wind
No clock to keep punched and no phone
A first mate, a French press, flip flops and a sundress
Unknown shores will welcome them home

Day 25 of the NaPoWriMo Challenge. Today’s challenge is to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. I’ve chosen a line from The Owl and The Pussycat as my jumping off point.

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