Post #5729

Sailing the craft This car drafts fast and drifts faster It's okay when it's not even anything More or less It's just a tricky test So the car turns into a ship Sailing the pavement Grooving through the cracks Never stepped on It's just the stress of the winds Tearing the sails But the storm coming before beckons It reckons and shoots lightning Into the sea This hail is sharp & dulls sailing pulls It's rough today says a capital captain The caption needed is heeded full The crew knows what to do and pull The rope tight and lift the canvas The wind blows harder still What a treasure they seek to fill Passing it every wave that crest best The stow aways all play poker below It's all part of this ships glow and flow The water rises The drought despises It's own reproduction and reprisals The rain pours thick The sails are proofed not to let it stick To the end of the world they sail sick The cap and his tin hat capable Able and stable the wood in the iron The storm is coming The stork is coming The doom and fork are forming Boring into the knots of the mirror The package untold left at the pier Looking back the crew stews This captured captain has the blues Reaching for the map It's been left at the coldest cap The fat cats at home lap the gaps Don't frett screams the sail or The sea men all look away To the sky turning dark Dire fire in the sky above looks stark A smirk and smile This is the hour Crew starts to cower with their foes Alas the horizon further glows The strongest gust approaches A storm only gives this ship More power to love the sea By carving through it not to flee The sails demand wind when To move ahead and past sin Just as hot air balloons devour wind #review#jmhs#poetry