To help get us through the tail end of summer Blazersedge Poet Laureate Dr. Dave has checked in with his latest offering. Enjoy!
Give wind and tide a chance to change.
Richard E. Byrd
Like sailors on a cyber sea
Our gaze more fore than aft
Hearts affixed on distant port
And mem'ries in our draft.
Wind and current - two good friends
Keep hands and minds a flurry
Hoist the mainsail! Lash those lines!
In frenzied times we scurry.
But August brings the sailor's bane:
An eerie stillness s'rounds ye
As in The Doldrums find we now
. . .the dread Sargasso Sea.
"Dead in the water!" Aye, lament
As wind and waves lie down.
Boredom, strife . . . insanity
and mate on mate abounds.
Seaweed . . . stench. No fish in sight
The water's runnin' low
We're all a wishin' oars we had
At least then, we could row. . .
* * *
Ahoy ye mates! A sign I spy!
Look up - atop the mast!
The flag's a flickerin'. Can it be. . .
September's breath at last?
It won't be long a'til we depart
This curs-ed, wretched sea
Then. . .open water, billowed sail . . .
I'll drink a toast to thee.