A Noteworthy Ship
for far too long now
he had bottled up his emotions
stuck reason to his wavelength
and built an intricate structure
in the glass bottle of his mind
a real showpiece emerged
crafted by a master sail maker
a museum piece of an anchor however
and a bell that refused to ring
so tightly was the voyage enclosed
static it towered on a fire place surround
with other less prominent trinkets
a skinny laughing Buddha and some
Russian dolls mocking his very own
Potemkin villages and a bottle of Vodka
when the vessel hit rocks once more again
and descended into an underworld of passion
it crashed on a lighthouse in passing
and the beam of confusion burnt
a hole in the glass shelter
disfigurement shone until the bottle
emerged from its molten ruins
in the shape of a lifebuoy
he had always thought that
one pull on the life line
which raised powerful trim
would adapt to winds and slackened lull
easily at the push of pure will
illusions in doldrums and thunder
storms fair weather and dolphins
rocking his boat taught him
to swim on his own
search for sea shells and driftwood
and a hut on the beach
the best part about his construction
was that the old ship had never been
seaworthy and that trial and tested error
had been worth a passage of terror
now pacified and calm near the shoreline
23rd October 2021
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