Little Sailboat (Edit #1)

[billy]

nice little poem but feels wordy in places.

Little sailboat, moored no comma needed. i like this line, it infers the sailboat is alive in some way.
in man-made lake, your sail is stowed i see you're going for alliteration but man made lake feels weak, can it be said better some other way?
and winds don't ever blow across this mirror.
Though you once boasted of an epic tour,
you’ve retired to this stagnant body’s pause - nice line ending and created a lethargy about the lake.
floating in aged circles and always begging
for whispering woods of the old Mediterranean. i can't make this line work, i could if it was a log cabin
Now you're lost
between these mute pines,
praying for a breeze to chase
or wave to crest, but no rogue zephyr will [will] feels awkward here.
ever carry you back.