It's been so long in this boat
We've been rowing
I can imagine the feeling of my feet touching ground
Circling, edging the deepness of the water to shallow
We never know anymore if its just quicksand
How would we risk flipping the boat to stand
We know where the pieces fit
We put them all back as the boat
There have been so many stormy nights at sea
Where the best of us are just as murky
Thursday 4th February 2021 2:18 pm
Unlike Robinson Crusoe
They got marooned
Without a ship-wreck but
They'll still lose track of time,
The old folk
For out of sight of land
They're snagged in a
Wondering will they die,
One way or another,
Before its over.
I know for I'm in the same boat except
It's been longer.
Yet they are the lucky ones for
They've had a life, while for
Tuesday 19th May 2020 11:46 am
In and out the sea doth sway
Erasing mans death and decay.
An old man's struggle,
No net, no sail. Only a flag
of permanent defeat.
Great fish swimming around and around,
the reel running, a screaming sound.
A Marlin swims, the ultimate catch,
only days to see if luck they will have.
The men struggle and pray away,
A massive catch needed to save the day.
Tuesday 31st July 2018 12:09 am
Crisp air cuts through my skin, like paper to skin
the warmth of the sun
heats the metal of the railing below my hand,
holding steady to the rough current below.
Ropes of green curl below the surface,
peeking through the waves,
currents whip past the haul,
my soul opens to the depths as I look out.
Past the cobbled staircase surrounding the light house,
Saturday 3rd February 2018 1:07 am
Still at shore with the weight of gaffes around my dreams
Afraid to set a course
At odds with all but how it seems
Perception sits on the thrown of what is
What is not cannot stand to the claims of what should be
With demise almost a certainty
Almost - becomes the theme that moves me
Fastened to procrastination
Circumventing the truth
Giving ear to assumptions
Friday 29th July 2016 8:34 pm
Found the chords, the riffs are born,
got a front, an axe, a bass, some beats.
The song is written, the group is formed,
what name should the vessel take to the streets?
A mother? A lover? Seek out a legend?
Symbolic? Insane? Cast off the vote.
No taking the sis! Impress my girl-friend
anchor success with a name like a boat.
Think of book; of a pub, of a film script;
see the soft s...
Sunday 4th October 2015 10:57 pm
So Far From Home
Under a curving shimmering blue fish bowl of the sky the small Patrol Torpedo boat cruises over the gentle summer swells in the distant Pacific under summer skies torn apart by brutal bitter total war. Small PT boats crewed by fifteen men ranging far and wide hunting for fat Japanese merchant ships. Boom! Go the torpedoes when a nice juicy target is found and a quick ...
Wednesday 6th June 2012 7:30 pm