Sea salt

sea salt poem - sunset tree photoart
source -@hanginguptodry – the mainstay

Land lubber
ashore with the trees
rope-soled soul
sees boats haul
sailcloth crack and voyagers
buffeted windward

Temptation
a gold horizon
sea fever*
jack tar tales
spillage on troubled waters
deep oblivion

Hunker down
lest I dive headlong
tide driven
wave ridden
trade wind borne from troposphere
afore wake of fear

© Laura Granby 2016

*I learnt to recite as a very young child – John Masefield’s ‘Sea Fever

 

Inspired by today’s photoart and trying for the first time, the syllable stricture of a shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5) with a sea salt tale for ‘Poetry Pantry
[and I hope to try out Wednesday’s prompt: “A flower was offered to me….”]