Poem Category: Ships & Oceans

Fishing fleet
into the sleep
of home port.

Sailing home
in the faint mist
every harbour light.

Asleep in the boat
between the islands
of tide and moon.

Mediterranean cruise
the far migrating geese
come out of the blue.

Tropic isle
this painted moon
some other sky.

Storm waves
all pitched black
but the lighthouse beam.

After the albatross leaves
the lurching
of our crow’s-nest.

Clipper ship
first light where it begins
coming out of the sea.

Scorning
the waves of tourists
the whale’s suckling calf.

Winter fog
paling haloes
around the sun.