09/03/2019
Some days I feel like
Nothing more than
A broken sailor
Floating on sea of troubles
I found my Brandy
Such a fine girl
But the sea came to claim me
And now my only company
Is the heartless sharks
Plying their craft
Of black misery and terror
For the honest soul
Clinging desperately
To the anchor
As another storm
Punishes his ship
And now we live in fear
For the black kraken of death
Should it come our way
Oh yes,
The sea is merciless
But have heart
Someday we’ll make it back to land
And Brandy can serve us
Whisky and wine once again
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At some point I got interested in the aesthetic of nautical things. I draw anchors and lighthouses and love metaphors about the sea.
This whole poem is also a tribute to the Song by ‘Looking Glass’ which I still listen to regularly.
Yet another poem that references the ‘Brandy’ of my life. Still miss her to this day.
Watch out for the sharks..
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