Tonight my heart’s a restless sea

As surging waves wash over me

Beacon light’s along the shore

Give and take their promises

Just like young Katie did.

Fog horn’s blast eminates

Through the irrascible gloom

Of Ruby’s old neurosis.

Kerry’s fragile quickstep

Solo’s it for now

But the tune’s about to change

Moon’s acned face

Shines above convection

On silvery battle scars

Warning of those sullen billows'

Sweeping surge of agony

I used to own a tacky yacht

Wasn’t much, and it slooped a lot

At every red light returning.

Tell me what I ought to do

Is it better to canoe

Or like Michael, row the boat ashore?

Daniel’s glance chills my shoulder

Warn’s me- soon, when I am older

I will meet the unicorn.

Remenisce of smoother sailing

John reminds that he’s unveiling

When there’ll be no sea at all.

Strange, that calms the inner wave

But drowning Peter’s still to save

I think that I, too, need a hand

For I am swimming far from land

Of this I now am learning.

Treading water on the tide

Losing with each step I stride

The chill is feeling warm

Ah, there it is, it’s on me now

Declarative rendition

I’m imprisoned and on trial

And though I’ll plead innocence

I’m dark as sin of something

And that’s the torturing thought

Jonah, Jonah, Ninevah heeded you

Damn you vine, one more time

Where were you when I needed you?

If only that fish would puke again

I might wobble ashore unscathed

A whim, as light dims in the distance.

I lay back accepting my blanketlessness

Senses no longer navigating

Hope, forever swimming against the tide.

I think that I shall simply watch the stars 

The shore fog is long gone

And salty swells are smugly slapping.