Clipper

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 Such a vessel to slip fluidly with  
 As if beckoning just my name  
 Oh, her frame narrow and sleek
 Exquisite even from a distance  
 As my keen eyes enjoy the view
 All my senses teased all at once  
 Calmly captain her out of a slip
 Brings a sudden sweat to my brow  
 Her near shear sails are taught  
 In all the right places and seams
 Look as if they’re overburdened  
 A lower lush cabin holds treasures
 Exploring calm or choppy waters
Imaging a ride on her, is so erotic  
 As scenes of splashing up and down  
 Vividly play out- within my mind
 I'm spellbound instantly in a place   
 My heart can almost know each fall
 Spindrift is cast aside sporadically  
 I can almost feel gusting breathes
 Traveling over those waves in my face
 The warmth heats up my whole body
 From the glowing ambiance, at hand
 Yes- to wield the wheel in my fingers  
 To steer her off, to other uncharted lands
 Plunging forth into fresh broken waters  
 Never before known or even discovered  
 Breathless daydream… in anyone's reality  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020
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If you steal my poetry...I will find you in between the metaphoric lines. I will smudge you with inky darkness and do unwritable things never whispered of. In full disclosure, I am absurdly mad and take no responsibility for my actions if crossed. But, otherwise, I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line but even the shades and innuendo between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor-made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in. I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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11 thoughts on “Clipper”

  1. OK now stop… Or I’ll have to cross unchartered waters to get to you. 😂
    Unbelievable. What is Titanic now, after Clipper came to life.
    You are the Poet of Waters too isn’t it. Tomorrow you will be Poet of the Land as well! Fine. You’re Poet of the Universe. Amen 🙏❤️😊💐

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