What I feel

[Peters Wet]

Glassy seas, smokey fog,
drifting seaweed, driftwood log
Not a breath or a gust to help make way
no miles made under this keel today

Drooping sailcloth, dripping sheets
Unseen coastline, with hidden teeth
Rolling swells, bereft of power
Bell buoy clangs, noons the hour

A drifting vessel, a well fed crew
Not a telltale flutters, no sailing to do
Damn this calm , where's all the wind.
Should we start the motor?
Should we just give in ?

What's that I feel, cool on my cheek?
The boom swings round , the goose neck creaks
Sea smoke swirls, wisps slither past
A Sou'Westerly teases,
Then builds at last


Let out the main, slack the jib sheet
Bring down the traveller
To stay on her feet
The silence of morning, gone but an hour
Notus and Zephyr are revealing their power

It's only a weekend, a tease and a taste
A few precious moments , blue water to chase
I don't know if ever, I will cast off all lines
But here in this instant
I call Poseidon's home mine

Happy New Year everyone
Peter Kielburger

[JPA Cate]

Nicely done, Peter, and a Happy New Year to you!

Ann

[Tayana42]

Beautifully painted with words. Thank you Peter.

[angelfish2]

Lovely words, Peter. May the New Year bring many blessings your way.

[MARC D]

Very nice. Thank you!

[redhead]

I love that moment when the boat starts moving - thanks for that and Happy New Year!