Peter Lewis Holmes Poet Free verse

Into the Blue

She was a 40 foot Bermuda-rigged sloop,
with linen sails a mahogany deck and
brass fittings; he took the east wind out 
of Key Largo, as the dawn picked up the 
spray and pitted his tanned face,

dolphins and flying fish, played with the hull,
trying to beat  each other in a race to pierce
the blue brine: nothing was like this, and nothing
was like doing this, and a wry smile stretched the 
flesh of his leathery face, now massaged by the 
warm leeward-wind

the heat haze threw up mirrors at the hull sides, 
mixing the dazzle of the ocean gaze with the press 
of the impatient sea; it’s fecund smell and the glare
of the polished wooden deck, fired in to his senses, 
mixing sounds, heat and water; a maelstrom of ocean 
sense;
and then he and the boat, peeled off into the blue forest 
of sea and sky,with a heading for Havana  set.

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