Johnny Martinez Poet Narrative

The Spanish Galleon

Beneath the silent, cloudless skies
The Spanish Galleon swiftly glides,
For the Spanish Queen Isabella, in distant lands,
Its mighty mast’s unfurled by strong and sturdy hands.

She swiftly sails through  churning tides.
Crashing waves reveal its mighty rage as God decides.
Pay’s no heed to thoughts so grim;  setting of another day.
While through the night mariners taste salty ocean spray.

And sees  a western sky  afire; a momentary pleasure.
In her hulls; heavy chests filled with golden treasure.
The mighty ship tossed about by wildly western winds.
Amid reckless storms, the mariner’s inward strife begins.

Cursing winds summon demons of the mystic sea.
Ah, the sea, the sea, hear this haunting song, now death shall be.
Alas! Alas, the thundering fury; the dudgeon storm loudly roars.
The Galleon heaves and pitches while stoic sailors’ spirits soars.

True to her course the ocean battered this hapless Spanish Galleon.
The Spanish Galleon sunk by the ocean dudgeon.
The ocean’s wrath conspires sending the mariner to a watery grave.
For the mighty ocean imposed her will  and not  a mariner saved

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