Typhoon

With my hands forcing a wind beaten hatch Out into a vast world of might and spray Holding tightly to the storm lines I latch Rain gear lashing against my frame, I pray Mountains of water rising and falling Wind screaming through man made tower of steel Stagger dancing and towing, not walking Salt water flies into my eyes, I shield Finally, the hatch lever in my grip Squeezing into the signal shack, dog tight Safe inside, warm and dry, poncho, drip, drip Blue water and spray extinguish star light Night on watch, in a treacherous typhoon The howling beast stalking my metal room