Shallow
Waters
Bow waves curling
Dolphin’s dipping
Silver wake swirling
Skilfully slipping
Under and out
Neath the seas
Beyond any doubt
Fast as the breeze
From translucent waters
Leaping clear and free
Neptune’s daughters
Spirits of the seas
Into shallow shoals
Sandy mirrored reefs
Advanced somatic souls
Sailor’s mystical beliefs
Echo sounding sonar
Maps the ocean floor
Showing indentations
Shallows we never saw
Hungry rocks are calling
Another ship sinks
Damage made appalling
Disaster on the brink
The midnight hour
Near approaching
The night watches
Damp and dour
Wild seas, the ship
Is broaching
The weather
Wild and sour
Peering through
The inky black
White water
Like a wraith
Lambs unto
The slaughter
Counts those
Of little faith
Surf and
Shallow waters
Have plucked
Another ship
From the jaws
Of the ocean
Cut short
Another trip
The crew
Ragged and
Clinging
Grasping onto
Windswept rocks
The hurricane is singing
A song
Of all
Those lost
Shallow waters
Often call
A ship lost
Out at sea
Misdirected
Actions
By just
One small degree
Sunk
Upon a coral reef
A shoal
Not on
The map
Another tale
Of grief
A Mariners
Death-trap
Metaphoric
Shallow waters
Places
We shouldn’t be
Who was it
That brought us
And who will
Set us free
©
David Rudder
2023
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