Sunday 12 March 2017

BOATRY

One of my poems was accepted into an International Poetry Competition today - the result published in May.

Not sure how it will come out here, it's okay in 'Word' but gets temperamental when posted elsewhere.

Boatry


       

                                                        


                                                                    I like flags.
                                                                   Do
                                                                              a  Set
                                                           fore  Sails
                                                     sail  is    Flapping
                                               not for sale  In the wind.
                                           you  may find   Makes one think
                                       that you need it    Of  flying far off like
                                    rather badly in a    Some Albatross set free
                                 wind or in a gale       From land and those grassy ties
        I                    and  without it  find      That shore can bring, although I do
           do      others quickly up your tail    Like being a landlocked Shipwright it's part
                 like                                            of
                       boatbuilding it's                  my                                                      
                           such a large part of my life. I love the smell of the wood as I cut and plane it.
                              Listen to the music of the parts that go to make a boat, each such poetry:
                                      tumblehome and transom; hog and hogson; apron and the thwart                
                                           gutter and garboard strakes of planking: clinker & hard chine
                                                       but alas, without a keel,
                                                              where would we be?
                                                                   capsized and upside
                                                                       down, swimming
                                                                               deep beneath
                                                                                          the sea.

                                                                                                            


8 comments:

  1. Fantastic! Well done on having the patience to write it in that form. Valerie

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  2. Congrats, John! What a wonderful poem as well as your sense of humour. Best wishes, Sadami

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  3. So, so, so very clever, John! No wonder it will be published! Is there no end to your talents? You AMAZE me!

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  4. Is there nothing you can not do John! You are a brilliant writer and it must've take you ages to lay it out like that! Congratulations! Very well deserved :0)

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  5. Congratulations John! And well deserved, too!

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  6. Oh my! You must have good nerves doing this! It looks GREAT! You are so creative.Wishing you good luck.

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  7. Congratulations John...this is wonderful!!!
    Your creativity knows no bounds!
    You are a talented writer~

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