Tag Archives: underway
“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
“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 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.
“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
“Out to See”
Out to sea from Lauderdale to Grenada. No Christmas tree for me, Instead, I’m staring at six foot seas.
“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.
“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