The Schooners
The Schooners
With billowed sails the Schooner glides across the open sea
The crew secures the rigging as they’ve done through history
Port side there’s a Humpback coming up to take a look
They watch in pure amazement its like a picture from a book.
The Skipper takes the Helm and guides the vessel on its path
The crew they scramble round the deck to fight mother natures wrath
Everyone has got their job the Main Trimmer, Mast and Pit
The Secondary Trim the Foredeck and the Main Trim/Tactics
As the Schooner fights the rugged waves The Skipper steers the wheel
It brings on such excitement that it can not be concealed
With puffy trade-wind clouds above and waves of blue below
The beauty of the Schooner would leave you standing there in awe
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sun 9th Apr 2017 08:10
Hi Ricky, this is a great theme for a poem and one that could easily have a story woven into the descriptive lines already set down.
I read your bio and was interested to see you are from Kentucky. I had the pleasure of camping and hiking around the Daniel Boone National Forest last year. Kentucky is a beautiful part of the world with a rich tradition of music and storytelling.
Thanks for posting,
Colin