History Boat Poems

the end of the line

Once upon a time, Norway was a shipping nation
thousand of people employed in this endeavor
because she was a low-paid country and...

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Bowing to the mighty ocean 
Relentless is her pull,
Into the blue depths
'Til she's good and full

Ice took it's first shot
As steady we ran right in,
Sailing...

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Once a promising cruise 
has become a curse 
fare thee well 
to a land I will never meet 
as I become one with the ocean...

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All words and wonder, wobbling copper green
Foam and guano floating 
In the sea cave’s lee
A flock of gannets raucous on a rocky pile
And the ever-growing...

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Mysteries into mysterious
The thought just makes one curious
History having accounts within its own log
The wonders through the creation of the seas
1871 was a year when...

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I went cruising to Norway with my wife across the North Sea
We travelled the route the Vikings took but with added luxury
Our first port of...

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I watched it emerge
from out of the fog, monumental
in size, a sheer cliff face of steel 
moving pass me, almost
quieter than my breath 
but for...

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copper burns across an endless sky
competing caws claim salt, surf and sand 
sailing high above slowly sagging carcasses 
long forgotten at the edge of the...

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In the ascendancy, authoritarians
    their regimes, totalitarian
  Their world a joyless place to be
    so take a page...

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HMS Bounty
destroyed at sea
hurricane...

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she was a sassy little mermaid
with only one ardent wish
to wreak havoc on mankind
for introducing chips to fish
she’d sit upon that lorelei rock
and keep her...

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Human history is difficult;
hard pressed,
discovering
and rediscovering,
connecting
and reconnecting feelings
about therapeutic needs
and sacred wants
for trauma-prevention peace
trust
joy

Through co-empathic singing passions
which may,
too often, 
feel stressful

Irritating
depressing
stormy
before unconditional win/win regard
for Self...

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The Beach Boys sang about the sloop, John B.
They weren’t the first, nor would they be the last.
John Bethel built this sixteen-foot-long boat
in sixteen forty-seven,...

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You may talk of submarines 
And of other war machines
As you sip your beer and talk of yesteryear.

You may even look with awe
At the ships...

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Wandering in sepulchral silence among the artifacts
dredged up from the ocean floor after almost a hundred years
dinner plates, a diamond ring
a pair of patent leather...

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