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sailor -
surely, no concept of Heaven compares in all object to this - the gift of fair winds, following seas and that taste of Calypso's kiss sweet, cool sprays of briny bliss ... sprites demi-détourné on wave-tops ten million gold coins that shine slow-spilling from Avalon's coffers to dance in these eyes of mine a shimmering waltz, divine ... such kinship I feel with the heavens when cutting blue wakes with a keel so much closer to bright creation and amidst what I count as real - my grasp, on the captain's wheel ... to slip between the rolling swells and cleave the crests like time ... a whimsical wonder within me like a child composing a rhyme - an alluring adventure, sublime ... a bell-buoy nods its red noggin while clanging out mournful songs a grumpy old gull chastises the hull thus, cackling to prove me wrong - yes, HERE is where salties belong ... well, if I could choose my undoing I'd imagine my last breaths to be ... filled with these sighs of sea foam one old swabby, quite fancy-free - and forever made part of the sea ... so when I'm old and lubbing land and the dark shadows come to creep please burn my marrow to ashes and cede these bones to the deep - for it's there that I'm destined to sleep ... to the sea with my soul ... to keep. ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Tinker, Taylor" Poetry Contest, Julia Ward, Judge & Sponsor.
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