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Prof_Beer_Stein_ 81M
267 posts
8/4/2015 6:38 pm

Last Read:
10/9/2016 7:55 am

A 1745 SAILING SHIP POEM I WAS ASKED TO REPOST.

THE SAILING SHIP AND THE THOUGHTS.
THE TIME --- MIDDLE SEPTEMBER 1745.
THE PLACE A PORTSMOUTH ENGLAND PIER. THE THYME A MERE LAD OF 15 YEARS HAVING BEEN SIGNED ABOARD AN OLD DEEP HULLED TRIPLE MASTED TRADING SHIP OF HER MAJESTIE'S COMMERCIAL FLEET>JUST AFTER HE KISSES HIS BELOVED MOMS TEAR FILLED EYES FOR PERHAPS THE VERY LAST TIME?

HIS MANY THOUGHTS

PEERING OUT HIS NEW STARBOARD SIDE PORTHOLE
HIS YOUNG NOVICE MIND FILLED WITH MANY FEARS

HE SAW NOTHING MORE THAN SUCH A VAST DARK OCEAN
ABOUT TO EMBARK UPON FROM HIS PASSING BOYHOOD YEARS

SHE WAS TO SET SAIL AT NIGHT FALL'S NEXT HIGH TIDE
FOR THE COLONIES MOST ACTIVE BOSTON TRADING PORT

CARRYING A FULL CAGO HOLD OF ENGLAND' FINEST BEST GOODS
EARNING HANDSOME REVENUES, PLUS TAXES FOR THOSE TORTS

THE OFFSHORE NORTH SEA WINDS, WERE QUITE ACTIVE
AS THEY SO OFTEN ARE KNOWN TO LIKE TO MISBEHAVE

ALREADY HIS FIRST PANGS OF SEASICKNESS WERE A SETTIN IN
CAUSED BY ALL THOSE RELENTLESS AND CHOPPY NINE FOOT WAVES

FOR THIS WAS TO BE HIS JOURNEY INTO MANHOOD
THUS HIM LEAVING HIS MOTHERS PROTECTIVE SIDE

TO VENTUE INTO MANY STRANGE NEW UNFRIENDLY WORLDS
HIS GUTS AND WILL ABOUT TO BE SEVERELY TESTED N' TRIED

ALAS THE ORDER FROM THE SHORT STOCKY SHABBY CAPTAIN
CARRYING IN ONE HAND HIS EARLY RATION OF THE KINGS RUM

BREAK AWAY FROM THE SECURING MOORING LINES ATTACHED
FOR BY EARLY DAYBREAK SHALL THE SIGHTS OF SCOTLAND COME

BOLSON BREAK OUT FULL CLOTH FOR ALL THREE RIGGINGS
DRESS HER IN FULL SAILS TO CATCH THE PREVAILIN WINDS

DECKHANDS SCURRY AND SECUE AMONGST THE HIGH TOPMASTS
CREW ALL PRAY TO THE SEAGODS, TO FORGIVE YOUR BLOODY SINS

AS THE HELMSMAN STEERED INTO THOSE ANGRY BREAKERS
THE OLD GIRL LAUNCHED HER PROUDLY OAK GROWN BOW

TO MEET THE FULL CHALLENGES OF A SOMETIMES ANGY GRAY SEA
AND DEEP WITHIN HIMSELF, THAT BOY WAS QUICKY GROWING NOW

AND TOO ALL OF THIS THAT YOUNG BOY FULLY REALIZED
WHEN THAT WESTERLY BOSTON SKYLINE FINALLY DID APPEAR

SUDDENLY A YOUNG MAN HAD HE QUICKLY GROWN INTO
NOW VOID FOREVER OF ALL HIS BOYHOOD DOUBTS AND FEARS!


by Yours truly.
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