I awoke to the sound
Of the old church bell ringing
Carried true across the harbor
With every chime
I listened and stared
Sunlight dressing the sky
And the gulls rode the wind
And kept time
My gaze wandered into my memory
Passion until the stars in the sky
Blew away in the night when God put out the light and
Winked away for the day with a sigh
This morning finds me lonesome under canvas
Through the moments I let my thoughts sift
I’d found my dream with a mermaid it seemed
Then she left and set my heart adrift
I found my feet and my grasp found the rail
I yawned and made way for the bow
I dived in the sea for an easy good morning
Yet my head was still spinning somehow
Scattered on deck was a near empty bottle
Don Julio Silver, champagne of the sea
Stores of salt in a bowl and some lemons close by
What a fine time I’d had, I could see
I pulled shorts on when I reached the stateroom
No new tattoos greeted me in the mirror
A bikini top hung from the shower
Eyes wide open a new day was here
Soon coffee was brewing, Blue Mountain Jamaican
Even the smell an elixir of life
Not a bad way to live for a writer and poet
And a Martin guitar is my fife
I climbed up the ladders
Back to the bridge and I knew
As I leaned the chair with a fresh lit cigar
I wondered where my mermaid was off to
I awoke to the sound
Of the old church bell ringing
Carried true across the harbor
With every chime
I listened and stared
Sunlight dressing the sky
And the gulls rode the wind
And kept time
©MDM2008

Michael....

WOW...very nice

nicely written..


TAB

Thanks! Think the book will sell?

Good write!
I think I see the makings of a romance/mystery
novel?