The violent sea rebels and laughs
At puny man who dreamt to dare
To dare to claim dominion’s staff
O’er her who rages without a care
A simple ship moves through the storm
With broad bow beaten and all sails torn
Her hull her decks her masts all shorn
The waves grow higher as to crush her form
But soon the winds come calmer and
The waves reduce their pace. The ship
Is left a drifting in the dip
between her roils. Too soon sees land.
A grey green mist collects at dawn
The ship stands out above the waves
She stemmed the tide of nature’s brawn,
A testament that man is brave.
I really like this one. There are moments when the tone seems to shift from being more lighthearted to more serious or vice versa, but if that was what you were intending to do that's legit. For myself I prefer the more serious sounding parts. Particularly the second stanza and the first two lines of the last.
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