Category Archives: Leagues Across the Seas
“Across Room Acknowledgements”
Across room acknowledgements Eyes. First Brother, “Where you been?” Second Brother, “Been out getting Salty.” First Brother, “Yeah Man.”
“Bermuda to Rhode Island”
Security Call: An abandoned forty-two foot sailboat adrift. Happens to be along our course. Salvage rights make the crew excited to come across her. Imaginings of having a new boat for our use is pondered heavily. And questions/circumstances are drawn … Continue reading
“Bioluminescence”
Bioluminescence, life light, light of life, the ferry dust in the water glows neon. I’ve found the place our souls go to be free, Mother Ocean. The smallest specs of life create their own light source and communicate through connectivity, … Continue reading
“Boat Parade”
She’s crawling inside her skin, Anxiously waiting to shoot through the worm hole and flex on waves. Journey for a score of days and make the parade.
“Broken Sale”
Broken wings. Broken mast. Broken sails. Snapped the shrouds down with a crash. Now becalmed, grounded no how to fly. This fight with Mother Nature. Why, why, why.
“Come in Off the Rail”
It’s coming off the rail I come in off the rail Red line tied Eyes blinded by the white. Topsides down and sideways.
“Last Night”
The decks were so thirsty they held on to the hoses, And the horizon moved in on us with the moon. Sailing in zero visibility, no wind and flat seas. See you later Croatie, here comes Brindisi. To Malta and … Continue reading
“Crossing Papers”
One coffee, two coffee, three coffee, four Haven’t had a drop, but I’ve been there before. Ran from my self and wound up in a can. On a boat, with some boat’s weather routing man. Who’s in control of the … Continue reading
“Leeboards Cuddle My Backside”
Lee-boards cuddle my backside. What’s the good word? I am a resident of the world with no fixed abode. A transient, nomadic observer, A philosophizing educating bum with a bank account.
“Lights Out”
0456, Four Fifty-Six, the moon got sick. Turned red and went to bed, Made room for his brother, he’s coming soon. Sunrise Six Fifty-Nine, I’ve got to go lights out, Put the ol’ head down.
“Damage on Starboard Side”
Damage on my mind Starboard side We slide and scrape Break the bow rail Out of control we sailed Into the Choy Lee Not for free repairs Chub not the Cay Paid Fees. Miami Yacht Showings.
“Lonely Moon”
The full moon nights on an empty sea They make me feel oh so lonely Just a sliver on the day Like dreaming of your face.
“Lookout”
Sitting by my childhood window. I’m dreaming about fish in the trees and tornados flying over me. We made a turn at latitude twenty-five. I’ve got my drifter keeping out the safe eye.
“Dilligaf”
Do you have the D. I. L. L. I. G. A. F. ? Like Kevin “Bloody” Wilson has. I break it down to G. A. F. Attitude, it is was it is. We clean and rinse, and then we do … Continue reading
“Dock Patients”
Check your patients at the dock With the boat or you’ll choke Then try not to look at your watch.
“Engineer Blues”
I’ve got the seven minute engineer blues. Got the seven minute engineer blues. The generators hot, but the bow thruster’s not. Controls have been sent, hope to make the bridge. Table up and down, capstan slipping, ice machine, door knobs, … Continue reading
“Ensenada”
Ensenada, You saw the war I wage inside my self. You found me in the gutter, and wondered how it felt. Skipped me off the boat, And called yourself, Captain. I do hope you float. After the storm your head … Continue reading
“Levitating Pee”
I can finally float. I’m levitating while I pee. Isn’t this fun.
“Foredeck and Anchor Chain”
Super Servant III Crossing, Dock Express King links I split. Breaking chain bit by bit. I break apart between the shot- Shackles at ninety feet each. Rub Your Balls With Grease. All the colors if you know what I mean. … Continue reading
“Galapagos”
So see ya’ll later I’m going south of the equator. West of Ecuador to graze with marine iguanas and swim with bulls and cows of the sea lion type. And let’s not forget those little “Jack Ass” penguins and their … Continue reading
“Chain Locker”
Flaking chain, flaking chain… That’s the name Of the game That I play…. Anchor wash, anchor wash… Ear plugs on Bring the shots I’m feeling strong…
“Hellenic Spirit”
Hellenic Sprit is AFT I’m hoping it’s gonna pass I’ve had enough of the Eternal Warship on my back, Sliding through the Universe as galaxies collide.
“Mayflies”
We’ve been infested. They landed on the boat And dropped their wings. Mayflies all across the beam. Shook off their wings. Cried and crawled about, Forepeak shivering struggling to float. Rinse away the little things.
“Neptune Ceremony”
No safe haven, alone amongst the stars, sun, wind, waves, clouds and moon. 10/16/5 Neptune Ceremony My magic number is 42 as of 10/16/5. Ten/Sixteen/Five Fifteen minutes keep passing me by Check one, check two, zero targets to starboard side. … Continue reading
“Standing on the Sea”
And now you see me smiling so melancholily, Can you believe that this is me? Standing on the sea, Smiling so melancholily.
“The Cradle Holds the Bow”
The cradle holds the bow, Waiting to rock a bye-bye. For now too dry on the dock, Tick-tock, tick-tock, Only time will tell when to ring the christening bell, Setting sail, sale complete, No more highways or streets, Here come … Continue reading
“The Moon During the Day”
The moon during the day reminds me of your face, Calm and in its place. At night I feel alone along this plane that we trace. Pencils and maps. Swells smash. The bow breaks. Green water we take.
“U.S. Warship 98”
U.S. Warship ninety-eight, What are your intentions? It’s kinda late. I’ll maintain course and speed. I know you see me, So just take heed.
“Varied Conversations”
Our topics of conversation on deck vary from the bottom condition, cargo, crew’s strength, Captain’s character, and the trim of vessel. We discuss the properties of that which make a good hose, and parallel a hose to a dog. A … Continue reading
“Oh Katy”
Oh Katy, Oh Katy, I’m out to sea, I’m out to sea. Oh Katy, Do you miss me? I’m out to sea. Oh Katy, Oh Katy.
“Virgin Misfits”
How lost do you want to get? There is no end on the Isle of Virgin Misfits.
“On a Look Out”
Came up on a look out, Watch this St Croix just before midnight sea. You drift in my mind and the door pops open just as an invite. I should swim ashore, crawl in on the bedside.
“Wandering Prince”
June twenty-seventh, sixteen hundred hours, Swans see Wandering Prince off to sea. Among whirly birds, sail boats, and hydrofoils. Sun set at twenty-two:twenty two. Just after the locks, We shall shoot sailing straight lines, Foot loose and fancy free. We … Continue reading
“Out to See”
Out to sea from Lauderdale to Grenada. No Christmas tree for me, Instead, I’m staring at six foot seas.
“Sheets to the Wind”
Sheets to the wind Tight lines hang under Where we don’t go red wasps fly Sky up only shows sun Hopefully to dry lifes wrung Hang me up Too dry.
“Shipyard”
She’s stable, locked. Incapable, docked. Mas Rapido’s slowed, With no, know stowed. Not ready for sea, Hardly enough family. No one to drive, Propeller’s can’t stride.
“Snow Birds”
Heading south like the birds with snow on their necks. Sun’s on our face, Bad weather behind. Key Largo, Key Largo, You’re on our minds.
“Water Evolves”
Dangerous phenomena are expected to occur. Biscayne Bay beckons us three hundred sixty miles away, And the litter of ships from the old days, dead sails, and sailors wave us along. Black to green to blue the water evolves.
“Wave Dream State
I like my dream state sent by the waves, straight for the bow. I inhale on the up and exhale on the down. It keeps me safe and sound. I tend to levitate and fly around.
“We Turn Around”
The Wandering Prince splits crests like head aches. While wind blows tops off waves like trading cards. Along like an avalanche we fall and crawl back up again. Explosions like clouds swirl our brows. Indecisive and confused like a mistral. … Continue reading
“Wipe the Salt Off”
Wipe the salt off, wipe the salt off, wipe the salt off. Make a fresh bed for some more to lie. Wipe the salt off, Oh Man! Look at those dollar signs. Wipe the salt off.
“Running Ensign”
The ensign is running away…. Now it only has two minutes to play… Laughing in the rain… Tattered and blowing in the reign.
“Too Many Stamps”
I move like grains of sand. Multiple passports with too many stamps. Past so many ports, I hardly know where I am.
“The Greatest Sail”
The shadow moves like a curtain. It falls on the green island’s sides like an animal moves toward prey. Everything dies as the sun gets passed by. Encompassed. I run across the water with my mate and … Continue reading
“Esprit de Corps”
Then there is that unspoken, indescribable, sense of artisan with-in each sailor that binds the brotherhood through paths untraveled, people’s unknown, alcohol, women, battles on land, and the trust in one’s life at sea. Striving for and sensing perfect proportion … Continue reading