Sailing

Teeter tottered between dock and boat 
Boarded with a box of supplies 
Security and radio check completed
Sounds of people chattering, horns beeping, and seagulls squawking
Sailboat untied 
Drifted away from mooring
Engine engaged
Stern exchanged for bow and headed for horizon
Navigated through channel markers and out into open water
Engine killed and sail hoisted up mast
Sound of water lapping against boat
Sailboat bobbed and turned like a piece of driftwood on the ocean
Light reflected off of metallic objects on boat and turquoise water 
Fully furled sails captured the wind
Boat lurched forward and sideways
White knuckle grip on silver plated wheel
Capsize averted by keel
Headed to skyline under captains command
White capping waves and powder-puff clouds seen to the limits of vision 
Visibility clear for miles in every direction
Sounds of wind whipping sail and water rushing against boat
Loss of time
Distracted by enchantment
Coast line disappeared 
Gripped with panic
Fear of the unknown 
Swaying between civilization and solitude 
Control regained with self-rationalization
Warmth of sun felt on face
Mesmerized by the sun painting on a canvas of light blue and aqua
Dropped sail and anchor on leeward side of a small island
Snow white sand and coconut trees swaying in the breeze
Dined with silence and serenity
Dolphins played at dusk
Moon rise with waves breaking reflection
Diamonds of heaven sparkling and some falling into the ocean
Gently rocked to sleep by calm dark water
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Ioane Avatar
September 2, 2014 at 3:33 AM
A deep and intelligent write reflecting a profound knowledge of sailing. I love this especially the poetic flow of your thoughts. Alofas Tiaua.
Kelley Avatar
September 2, 2014 at 8:28 AM
Thank you
Harris Avatar
September 1, 2014 at 10:56 PM
Very nice! With a little trimming, you could reclassify this as imagist. Glad to see you are still at it. So busy here I haven't had much creative energy to spare.
Kelley Avatar
September 2, 2014 at 8:28 AM
Thank you
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