Poem Category: Ships & Oceans

dolphins
shooting the waves
I sail alone

lightning
ignites the ocean
I sail alone

the tall ship
sails tonight
on the sailors below

Tropic isle
the travelled seed
first germinates.

Pleasure yachts
the fondle the tides shape
around their rears.

Lighthouse beam …
the sounds of the shore
between our sails.

Dawn still stormy
the wreck breaks up the surf
broken by it.

On the pacific cruise
almost standing
a backbone of islands.

Becoming waves
my reasons
to be buried at sea.

Port customs
shadows of us shuffling
along the wharf.