Poem Category: Ships & Oceans

Mediterranean cruise
the far migrating geese
come out of the blue.

Tropic isle
this painted moon
some other sky.

Storm waves
all pitched black
but the lighthouse beam.

After the albatross leaves
the lurching
of our crow’s-nest.

Clipper ship
first light where it begins
coming out of the sea.

Scorning
the waves of tourists
the whale’s suckling calf.

Winter fog
paling haloes
around the sun.

Island cruise
a hush of dawn lovers
at the ship’s prow.

Sailing solo
a need for all those stars
to leave me alone.

Tropic isle
waves of sunsets
break on shore.