Ship to shore
The high seas to explore
Sea waves to open the Poet’s mind
Breathing in that fresh clean air
The Poet writes while sitting on deck
A bird on the deck being a wood peck
The Poet writes, “I am aboard the S.S. Poetry Enterprise. It’s my poetry composition having a realize. It is the ship cruising the ocean, and the ship’s horn is letting all other ships know it”.
I feel relaxed and laid back
No job to think about, how about that?
As a Poet, I am taking this vacation to just write
Taking in all the sights
My emotions are full of fun
This is a seven days cruise, and I am far from done
By the time my journey’s end, I would have written several poetry pieces
The words would go like this
An ocean that goes beyond the miles
Thinking on many words during while
In my hand is my cup of thought
In my mind is a concept sought
Words don’t conclude my life, but extend it
Writing is a pure gift
A commodity being an inspired thrift
What makes the Poet’s get away special?
It’s the cruise giving the Poet open expression being essential
The ocean refreshes the words needing to be said
The confidence being the instead
Well I will be cruising several more days
Ship Ahoy Mates!
It’s the Poet and the captivating ship having a date.