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Run Aground

There is a dash of salt in me Garnered from my years at sea Neptune, I honored and did plea For the eternal calming lee Then a hurricane winked at me Such a storm was that lady I tried my best to sail and flee But she was such a pretty she Now we live beside a tree My new anchor and salty me

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L. J. Carber

Date: 10/7/2018 9:22:00 AM

I love the metaphor, being married myself to an anchor-- and thank God for that! A very cool little poem, Jerry-- congrats on your win.

Jerry Hackett
Date: 10/7/2018 3:17:00 PM

Thanks L.J. and its not the anchor that kills me its the chain.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 10/6/2018 4:26:00 PM

I could feel my smile instantly forming as I read your words "Then a hurricane winked at me Such a storm was that lady" I loved this sweet poem Jerry. Congratulations on your top win! : )

Jerry Hackett
Date: 10/6/2018 5:02:00 PM

Connie, Thanks a million, and anchor's aweigh.

Line Gauthier

Date: 10/6/2018 10:24:00 AM

Back with well deserved congrats on your gold medal win, Jerry. Bravo.

Line Gauthier

Date: 10/3/2018 8:36:00 AM

Lovely, Jerry. A FAVE for me.