Seven Sails I saw

I saw them filled with wind

A ship out on the ocean

Setting forth again

And how basic was the need

Of all the elements there

The sea was the road

The sun was the load

And the fuel was the air

Seven sails I saw

With a great mast conducting

A canvas symphony

Hung by rope from a brass ring

I can’t say why I was so captured

By one of natures simple sights

But far inside my heart and soul

Were stirred up some delights

When this pen meets the paper

And the wind does blow

My words spill out like a waterspout

On to the parchment below

I’m not always certain

What I’m trying to say

Reinforcement and repetition

Seem the rule of the day

But the gossip seen within my eyes

I write on this pad in my style

If I can show someone the seven sails

Maybe what I’m doing is worthwhile

Seven Sails I saw
©MM

I sailing!

I like the comparison of sailing to writing!

Thanks. I love writing but i'd rather be back in my city by the bay sailing, or eating an emperor norton

Mike