Poem Category: Ships & Oceans

Solo yachtsman
his shadow falling
behind the wind.

Pleasure boats
gentle harbour waves
caressing their hulls.

The last-month mum
alone after breakfast
pruning her bonsai.

solo yacht
I tack windward
in the way of whales

the Aurora lights–
the silence starts
on our cruise ship

waves crash–
brought on the wind
a voice from the yacht

seeping tide
the boat’s name again
in sunshine sparkles

harbour breeze
the oranges of dawn
pour in the boat sails

harbour dawn
the boat sails
colour the wind

fog horns
returns
shaping the harbour