Unbelievable The ease to steer Not conceivable Great cheer As a kid Had to pay attention Easy to slid Much tension Holding the tiller Left then right A thriller And a fight Trying to stay on course The current and wind A tremendous force What a grind Look at the compass Keep the heading I am no Columbus Can be upsetting But with the autopilot Push a button Sails through an eyelet No longer a shut in I can leave the cockpit To set the sails To get coffee To take a piss How fantastic To set the heading And feel a bit sarcastic In this wedding Am I sailing Or cheating Or failing Not competing As sailors of old Fighting the sea Brave and bold Fiesty and gutsy But why Why do I care Let me clarify And share I am free To enjoy the ride Not tied to a tree Sailing is glorified Sailing from point a to b Sailing and enjoying Enjoyment is the reality Technology deploying More leisure To enjoy the trip Autopilot is a treasure To sail the ship What if life Could be automatically set Reducing our strife Hard work and sweat Could we enjoy a more leisurely path Or would we squander our time More evil and wrath Crime and a more challenging climb Idle hands lead to trouble Watch our society Where problems double And so does anxiety The same on a boat If you get lazy You might not stay afloat How crazy Technology is to make life better Ends in making it tougher We missed the newsletter Technology is a buffer Separating us from the turmoil Of a mundane existence Not to pamper and spoil But to help us reduce resistance Use your wit Technology is good But do not quit Do as you should
Category: Sailing
Sharks
My first shark I was very young It was ugly and dark I bit my tongue Five years old It was moving through the waves The shark was very bold I began digging our graves Circling the sailboat I was petrified Leave was my vote I cried and cried I was scared Watching the shark swim And it stared Would I lose a limb They made me climb aboard Crossing the dock A gigantic fjord I was in shock What if I fell in Would I die I saw the gray fin Just stay dry Stay in the cockpit Cowarding there Keep your wit Stay on guard and beware You are the smallest Very vulnerable The shark would not eat the tallest Would my body be recoverable We sailed around I constantly worried I did not fear that I would drown But where would I be buried When the shark ate me My little body buried Maybe at sea Never married We made it to shore I never saw the shark again But there was more I carried this pain My entire life Sharks were in my thoughts Causing me much strife Let me connect the dots I lived on the ocean Swimming in the ocean Sailing on the ocean Snorkeling on the ocean But I have never say another Until my son caught one Maybe a kindred brother But this one was done The shark made the grill Tasting very good I had my fill A long journey from childhood In these many years A second encounter My lucky stars Better than a flounder All those many frets Will I get eaten So much stress I had been beaten I learned a truth Late but true I am long in the tooth But here is a clue Worry about what you can see And what makes sense Easier to fall from a tree Or run into a fence
Sailing the Lee
Sailing the Lee I have sailed Along the lee shore Sometimes jailed A situation not to ignore I cannot escape The wind pushing me hard Unable to make my sail shape Act quick or my boat scarred Wrecked upon the rocks Wrecked upon the reef Wrecked upon the shoal Wrecked upon the beach Why keep the boat Why not swim away Why not jump and float Why not go your way I hate to leave my vessel A good looking ship Easy to sail and wrestle Wrestle and ride on a trip Or wasting my life Hoping to reach or tack To a safe point with no strife With wind to my back But where is the fun Where is the excitement A blast compared to none Enticement and incitement Close hauled along the edge Water breaking over the bow I have not hedged or pledged To give up and quit now Flying through the water The boat lifted high There is a breakwater Safety is nearby But why oh why Do I reduce sail Or tack and glide by Using the gale I will miss the challenge I will miss my love I will miss the satisfaction I will miss the gratification There is nothing like her There is nothing to compare There are emotions to stir There are moments to share I plan to sail on Catching the wind Until the emotion is gone Or just left behind Behind in the docks Or on its trailer Or sitting on blocks Missing its sailor