My Thanks to a Saracen

I dwelt upon the shore
With tides and rhythms
Known and sure
I didn’t venture far
An occasional dip
Into the forested hinterland

That wondrous place invited me
In forays brief
Delights I saw…
Yet when rather I’d be exploring
I fled the dangers I heard roaring.

What lay beyond those first few steps?
Others dived in
It seemed they could swim
While for me, fear turned me back each time
Until an unexpected Saracen met
With great care did take my hand
And led me there

87 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Hinterland

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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22 Responses to My Thanks to a Saracen

  1. Sadje says:

    You drew a good parable between the hesitation we feel in venturing out into the unknown and life itself.

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  2. Dale says:

    Wonderful poem, Crispina.
    And now I have “Crusader” by Chris DeBurgh in my head…

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  3. Your transported me to another world. Great take on the prompt, Crispina

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  4. You’ve captured well that fear of life and the freedom that comes with facing it – I found this very moving.

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  5. Follow, follow, and seek adventure! Lovely poem.

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