IF ALL THE SEAS WERE DRIED UP

 

If all the seas were dried up,

Every bay, lagoon and ocean

Would Poseidon understand why?

Would he even have a notion?

IN THE TEETH OF A GALE

 

As the savage seas

Pounded the stricken ship

Helpless onlookers watched

From the lonely beach

As nature won out

Ropes attached to Rockets

Were shot from the cliff top

But in the howling gale

Each fell short

CATCH OF THE DAY

 

With my fishing line of gold,

Hook, baited with pearls

I cast into the waters

As the ebb tide swirls

To catch myself one

Of the underwater girls

And land a pretty mermaid

With seaweed in her curls

BECALMED

 

We sat becalmed on the cold ocean

I wished to see the waters move

But they remained mirror flat

Still as a silent thought

Lost in the absent echo

As we remained motionless

Beneath a relentless sun

DEATH AT SEA

 

I fight for my life

In the icy water

But fatigue overcomes me

And I succumb

To the welcoming waters

And as I slip beneath the waves

My life replays before me

Like an old home movie

And I think to my self

As my life ebbs away

Damn that was boring