The Sea, Boats and Me.

Anthony “Tappy” Paull

As a young lad affinity with boats and water I had,

For to have sun and smell salt in the sea I was glad,

 

My first boat a project leaky from rotten wood,

But to fix make seaworthy I thought that I could,

 

With fibreglass the hull and transom set fast,

But the truth was I didn’t know how long it could last,

 

With three on board we set out on a smooth water cruise,

But leaking it was so head to land we did me not amused,

 

Even worse when pulling it on to the trailer,

The centre beam broke a complete total failure,

 

But undaunted I was for the call to the Sea,

Said that another boat might be better for me,

 

So I traded trailer and engine on a used alloy Brooker,

White and blue with mid station steer quite a looker,

 

But unfortunately too the Brooker was floored,

Because the Mercury outboard refused to roar,

 

At first it started but spluttered told it needed a stator,

No matter how many times it was fixed it would stop again later,

 

So to skrimp and save for a new outboard I must,

And finally a new Mercury in which I could trust,

 

But boats are all different some big and some small,

So in a fast shiny speed boat in love I would fall,

 

It was  certainly fast and could take four comfortably,

But not safe in rough water no good for the open sea,

 

So a safer sea boat a Haines Hunter new in blue I found

Swapped the engine then to sea to catch fish we were bound,

 

But this boat was versatile and so fast you see,

That behind it with friend’s guidance I learned to ski,

 

With Deep Sea Fishing or water-skiing I could never be bored,

Many boats for each purpose I bought each as I could afford,

 

But my friend loves the feeling of trimming the sails,

He racing sailboats with tall masts to catch the winds wail,

 

But of other things I dream for my time on the sea,

A floating home Fly Bridge twin diesel cruiser for me,

 

But not to be all alone for this this journey I take,

To find a good sea going woman to be my First Mate,

 

So whether sunset or sunrise on the water don’t miss,

You will enjoy that smell of the ocean and taste of salt mist. 












  • Author: Tappy (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 7th, 2024 02:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: I like to draw inspiration from life and then extrapolate it to make a story. I hope that all of this who love the water like myself will appreciate this price.
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