Poem Category: Ships & Oceans

Deserted yacht
the slapping whispers
of her torn sails.

Tropic isle
a crow’s-nest falling
from the horizon.

Tropic sun
the thieving gull
lives tomorrow.

Our bathing lounge chairs
burned by the sun…
Caribbean cruise.

In the soft beds
of Aegean waves
ship bones.

Dusk
among leaping dolphins
the swish of our sails.

Tourists
captured by the whale
looking back.

Harbour storm
the long pink struggle
ahead of dawn.

Bringing us to islands …
at the ship’s prow
the squawk of seagulls.

Ionian sea
our windjammer shadow
keeping pace with the whales.