Boats are as old as humanity
Perhaps our oldest facility
One of the few places to combine
Work and pleasure in a way that's benign
They're places that dampen banality
Sameness is elsewhere dull profanity
Here, it may be spirituality
Never the same is the water line
Boats will often modestly align
Captains want individuality
Or challenging materiality
People want to gather or land what's fine
And have made easy or forward design
To follow heavenly facility
Across water's practicality
Showing posts with label Boat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boat. Show all posts
Friday, July 24, 2015
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Sailing
Some Winter days it’s possible
The weather allows to sail away
A parable is feasible
Find your way anyway
@H
The weather allows to sail away
A parable is feasible
Find your way anyway
@H
Oasis
In the middle of town bustle
Yet police sirens, Turkish wedding music, cars
Can’t make a muscle
Distant remain the street’s stars
@H
Yet police sirens, Turkish wedding music, cars
Can’t make a muscle
Distant remain the street’s stars
@H
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