"shipshape" poems
Find a boat make it shipshape,
Sail to you, my island.
So beautiful and rare,
Blister in heat of the moment
But I'm not alone here,
We could watch the stars
But your eyes wonder
I try not to ponder
Focus your attention,
And I won't ever mention
Other places
Beyond these seas.
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
Pleat, pleat, pleat,
Fix that drape,
Cantankerous petticoat,
Is all bent out of shape,
The mirror jeers,
That's a singularly inelegant drape,
What are you gawping at,
It's time to undrape,
Watch those ankles,
Stop dancing like an ape,
How hard could it be,
To simply undrape,
In walked Mum,
Her mouth agape,
Laughing uproariously,
Got me shipshape
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 5:48 AM UTC
the light is infected
its disease casts a haze on my weather beaten
its denial of warmth radiates down to my very soul
razor thoughts are the bitter seed in the fertile soil of her filthty mind
vertical sunlight uneven on your confused thoughts
at least illuminate the way
as you forge the path to certain shade
benith palm trees etched out against the tropical horizon
she braids her hair
as she steps slowly among the rose petals
deep eyes entice
as her loose garment falls away
barefoot she weaves her way
from distant vision
to standing before you in deliberate slow motion
letting you drink in her natural and sleek form
before it is joined with yours in hot embrace
seas of sand
and the taste of ocean on the air
salty and swift to the senses
deep with the memory
of a thousand times
on the rolling waves deep in the atlantic's nights
only dreaming of her smoky form leaning into you
as she whispers your name
the light in the porthole
is infected with the muttering of the skippers madness
as he swears to take us deep and far
to a no-mans land of uncharted sea
leave us scattered like dry bones
on the wet soils of nameless atols
with the bitter breads to be our banquet
and the dog that chewed off his finger as our ale
i climb the wave
to spill us off the crest
abreast the next
just to tempt his ire
but he rights us without a word
sailing in a wide circle
we are round here on the charts
but squared away and shipshape by
the hairy old seaman's eye
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 1:58 PM UTC
(20 minute poetry)
There's more to this than greets the eye
meeting strangers passing by all asking
why?
don't ask me
I wouldn't know
I wash dishes
in Soho.
Here is where we are and like it or not it's a 'far better place' at this funereal pace
on a warm day in June
soon or as soon as the chickens come home to roost
we might get that financial boost that Cameron (now gone) was bangin' on about.
Let's go forward through hail and shine into this wonderful isle
I call mine
and mine's a large spiced ***
(gotta be shipshape when the pirates come)
and come they will
'King of the hill?'
but
not for much longer.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 6:41 AM UTC
These four walls contain my life
The sum of my hopes and dreams
All looks in shipshape order
But nothing is as it seems
I walked through this door as a wife
Though my marriage was already cold
And yet on the day of my wedding
I thought our love would never grow old
Here I brought up my children
There was laughter mingled with tears
Always something unexpected
As they grew with the passing years
Still inside there was something missing
I filled the emptiness with mistakes
I courted regret and disaster
I spun out of control with no brakes
These four walls became my prison
Kept me trapped in a nightmare land
I caught glimpses of a reality
I could never quite understand
Between the cracks of sanity
I slipped slowly with silent screams
Echoing in an attic darkness
Along ever narrowing beams
I dwelt in the night of my soul
Unable to stretch out a hand
My mind an imploding chaos
My world built only on quicksand
But then came the light of my dawn
Inside my core healing began
The impossible really happens
You have to believe that it can
These four walls contain my memories
The only true life I have known
And it is here I will leave my heart
For a heart makes a house a home
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC