Being Nautical Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Being Nautical

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Here in the warm
gloom of our room

as snow talks to itself
outside over & over

I contemplate
your navel

concentrate on it
with the tip of my tongue

trace the twirls of your
beginnings

before
(like a drunken sailor)

I set sail
sally forth
go directly
(due south)

arrive at
your equator

your lips
parting with pleasure

your hearty
'Ahoy there! '

making me
shiver

in ant...
...tic...i...
...pation

as you
welcome me

into port.

Ship to shore.

Ship
to
shore.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Scarlett Treat 26 March 2008

Ship to shore...receiving you very well here, Matey! What a wonderful way to spend a cold winter evening...Sailing the Seven Seas...Over the Bounding Main..

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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