Sailing Out On The Good Ship

Sailing out on the good shipPrevailing winds ensuring a clear pathForegoing the unexplained existenceForging headlong into nature’s wrathArctic waters surrounding our viewDiligent sailors crewing this steel boatPerpetually longing for a illusive homeBut buoyed by a dedication keeping us afloat

Great American Notebook

Great American notebookTime to add our verseOr merely help to tread waterWhile we all surviveRinging the ship’s bellPutting on warm tunesHoning the proper wordsTo elevate our voice

Forevermore Villanelle

It’s not too much to ask for Cold chilling to our bones When we’re together forevermore Wrap yourself tightly, I implore Through love, we must atone It’s not too much to ask for Briskness recalls days of yore Nostalgia to which we’re prone When we’re together forevermore Battered ships upon the same shore Knowing we’re

A Naked Woman Upon The Figurehead

A naked woman upon the figureheadStanding proud in the breezeCalling to the Sirens & wenchesKnowing the truth of these seasHer beauty remaining firm & intactThe ship around her orange with rustThe sailors with splinters in their palmsFor she has a wooden bust

It’s Not Too Much

It’s not too much to ask forCold chilling to our bonesWhen we’re together forevermore Wrap yourself tightly, I imploreThrough love, we must atoneIt’s not too much to ask for Briskness recalls days of yoreNostalgia to which we’re proneWhen we’re together forevermore Battered ships upon the same shoreKnowing we’re never aloneIt’s not too much to ask