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