ships driftwood slats

ships driftwood slats timber to joyce
voice of the sea lap salty white capped milk
a seaman heart a captain’s never ending stein
aboard the wide planked boards of pine
in the mist adrift in brine

chanty town oars curl skimmer
chunks of ice sacrifice winter
on shore bury fish bones

in summer succulents grow aloe vera fertile soil-
of late dissipate
the royal sun is not as great
the heart has been undone
a chill has come

blown breezes reaches beaches clamor
spirits in overcast sky awed by the glamour
slinky stars flirt with mellow fellow moon
when the good sun goes to sweet sleep
with peace and love a hug from above
where the world is a pearl of shimmer and light.