Shadow Captain (Blogophlia 19.6)
Port too long No tall ship wanting To sail away To Parts unknown I am but a loser who Gets lucky From the sympathy of the passerby My call to sea Was shortened By a the fear Of the riptide Of the undertow From fears and dreams I am but a Shadow Captain A fly on the wall Dolphins breach Thirty feet offshore Calling me to play I scoff at their gall This son Of a son of a sailor Only crabs on shore now No vessel to loan _____________________________________________________________________________ Picture (c) Don Teuton, Savannah GA 2012, 2013