PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Blue to Stormy, of this much I’m sure.

You’d best tread so, so lightly

For the change of weather to endure.



Mackerel lines streak the mane

Of Poseidon’s Maid, so fair,

And her firelight, never ending,

Marks as a beacon to her lair.



Now be kind, respect her nature,

For of sterner stuff there’s none.

But ride her waves with integrity and zest,

For the voyage has just begun.