The fleet of four ships move in rough sea straying from their course,
the worrisome captain watches them from his foggy cabin;
caught in the horrid storm's eye he realizes how bad it's been
from the time they left the shore and sailed away not expecting worse.
It's his second voyage and he didn't expect this threat,
everything went smoothly for twenty-four hours,
then the wrathful sky's breath tossed clouds to beset
while splashing waves rose as high as the ships' tall masts!
A real captain must be braver than his crew showing some doubts:
that he will pull through as he's done on many tempestuous nights
by guiding each ship until they have reached their destination,
but will they in this turbulent sea that incites a turbid emotion?
Verrazzano remembers Columbus's courage and belief that all would go well,
clinging to a hope that never has failed his pursuit of realistic expectations;
and if he wants to reach land: he must not be afraid but be courageous...
believing that faith can conquer any fear when one shows a tenacious will!
Categories:
verrazzano, courage, faith, storm,
Form: Rhyme
Across the River, West 'tis that
at the cliffs & clefts of Victoria above
blackish waters slick as Legislation, of Verrazzano
& not-so-merried ferries, the promontory sits of
visage, resplendented of red deer & red bear &
white Eagles' scat from Lady Liberty!
Why, in the glare of where, opossum
& red squirrel, vied in-passioned
imposters of small virtue in deed
sought, wrought of purloin
for some vertu & bijouterie
for Manhattan!
(The Chief Islander) - so the Mythic goes!
But hey!, it's up-on the BigScreen, now
playin' @ The Bijou, & in the dutri-plexes
& plexes of plexiglasse &
MegaPlexes of Tribeca, in the Tri-boros+2...
Avaunt! Above Verrazzano visage
tramontane, there! the Filth & Flair
of City fare, miasma which got us into
insouciant Dutch!
Categories:
verrazzano, allegory, history, native american,
Form: Prose Poetry