Poem Category: Windjammers

Suddenly filled
the windjammer sails
suddenly limp.

Spinnaker
filling sun
with wind.

Horizon
the windjammer’s slide
to the other side.

Windjammer storm
the stone in my pocket
a dry comfort.

a glide-by swan
circles of the sun
approach our canoe.

Sunshine
bedazzled the wildflowers
and brought the bees’ buzz in.

Full of sails
the windjammer home
near day’s end.

Windjammer
spinnaker
straining to pull her.

Migrating geese …
the windjammer ruffled
with sails.

Dawn watch asleep
fogs move aboard
the windjammer.