Aye! That's Us Away!

Lorna

I set sail last early eve

Over the bounding main

And the sea was a sea of sleeping grass

Seen from my windowpane

 

At the kitchen window over the sink

With its one hundred eighty view

I took the wheel with a firm grip

And sailed over the grass of  blue

 

We piloted through the piney masts

Of other ships in sight

And narrowly avoid rocks

That threatened our peaceful flight

 

The night moon hung over Madagascar

The sea swelled to take us there

We soared around horns and deadly ice

And through the Pacific air

 

Must we come back the ship and I

To the land of kitchen sinks

Must we come back to reality

Where I've only a tenuous link

 

  • Author: Lorna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 22nd, 2018 06:41
  • Category: Fantasy
  • Views: 41
  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    Aww, and then it was all over. Too soon?! Good write L.

    • Lorna

      Thanks orchidee....... too soon.............

    • Christina8

      That's a very good poem! Great imagination. Love the rhymes.

      • Lorna

        Thanks for your nice comment!

      • Michael Edwards

        Great write Lorna - the worst part of travel is always returning to reality.

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good write, I was sailing with you.

      • Accidental Poet

        This is a fantastic poem Lorna. Felt like I was on that ship with you.



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