Color's Ransom Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Underboiling in color's ransom
Three sisters courting
A cavalier sea
His waves go cresting
Handsome
Caressing the subtle knobs
Of six related knees

On the indefinite horizon,
Merchant ships go trading
On him,
Following the roads of
Whales beneath them
Sleepy leviathans swimming
Through the gloaming
From home to home they're
Roaming
Through the current he is
Breathing

Earth, sea, and sky are weaving
Translucent borders
Upon the day,
Like the lips of
Three young lovers
Sunlight leaping across
The rocks defining the bay.