An Ode to Sailors

Leave behind thoughts of those missed and make way for future ports of call. Tendering while being satisfied with one's commission, breath, and brio. Many a shipmate is sufficiently contented with this. The lady goes forth with unfurled sail and mirrored masts atop deep water through a wide expanse. Far from peaceful nights at when the owls had grown still. Bluejackets rise before dawn, readying for their turn, standing by for orders for endeavors of the new day. Before long, the sun shall show bright through the casements of the skipper's cabin while those at their turn, top side, are at their office. The coming nautical day bids elation to the shipmates' hearts with desires of a glorious new day at sea while the seamen are vigilant. They are filled with dreams spurned on by the rolling waves. Skuddlebut, now begins to murmur, it is a reticent prate, wise with know-how. Their souls are imbued with the quiet peacefulness of the love of the sea.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Skuddlebut is gosspi in eaman's terms.

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Windward Sails


Windward sails________________________________________________
_drawn to full length,___________________________________________
___sending chills______________________________________________
______throughout every inch of my being.__________________________
____________Springing fast as pure light___________________________
_____________________across the endless ocean____________________
___________________________waves battered gracefully aside_________
______________________________as I cut through the water__________
_________________________________as I make my way...___________
_________________________________AND I CAN FEEL THE FREEDOM___
________________________________as mist is in the air______________
______________________________wet against my arms and my face____
__________________________without a single care in the world_________
_______________________for all is well___________________________
__________________and I am happy._____________________________

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by indigo_kid007. ^__^

Not sure how I feel about this line thing...

I can only ever feel this freedom by Jesus Christ. I think this is perhaps the way we were meant to be.

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