I'M Going To Sea In a Blueberry Boat

~ I’m going to sea in a blueberry boat, macaroon waves I will sail Far past the girls and the buoys I’ll float, maybe spout off to a whale My crew at the ready but still half a sleep, I’ll have to turn on the charm Wake up, look alive, for this water is deep, might have to set an alarm I stand at the helm with both hands on the wheel, the compass is pointing due east Embracing the salt water breezes I feel, we haven’t moved in the least All hands on deck, yes, you can use your feet, who left the anchor in place No wonder we’re stuck here, dead last in the fleet, we’ve got to pick up the pace Finally we’re moving, the sails filled with air and I with my spyglass in hand Searching for islands and mermaids to share, all just a part of my plan This ocean of peppermint twists as it turns, currents of grape lead the way Lemon drop sunshine as bright as it burns, nausea sets in from the sway When there off the starboard, I think that’s the bow, a very strange shape does appear It’s Davy Jones locker but I don’t see how, what is it doing up here It’s then I look down, water up to the hilt over the sides of my boat I now see the problem in how it was built who knew blueberries can’t float I entered a contest, thought it would be fun, wrote out my poem in ink A day out at sea on a boat in the sun, never once thought it would sink Hey Nina, you did this, I hope you are near, it seems that my courage might slip So toss me a rope for it’s perfectly clear I ain’t going down with this ship 9/13/19 Written for the: Welcome To My Random World Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter