Incidents at the Sea
Maritime misadventures
Published in
Feb 25, 2024
In my fatigue, at sea I did flail,
Ale my solace, a weary sailor’s tale.
Cried out for aid, oh what a fuss,
But the sea’s grip held, without a cuss,
Just me and the waves, in a comic travail!
As Greek fire engulfed my ship so tight,
I found warmth amidst the cold’s biting spite.
Though a seafarer’s plight,
Turned to an observer’s light,
My ship’s demise was quite the sight!
Amidst the waves, a seagull’s cry,
Brought laughter to sailors passing by.
But with a flap of its wing,
It broke something, a string!
Now the ship’s in a mess, oh my, oh why!
This is my response to the Pier 21 Prompt, “Nautical Limerick” which I’ll link below:
