Glenn Bagshaw

Rookie (CANADA)

Departure At Dawn - Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

THE DEPARTURE

He shook the sunrise by each arm
and found the ship by slip of day.
'For Tess, I’ll giddy flying fish,
then jig with waves, and slap sea-spray; '

but clouds had fisted out their forms
and morning donned a grim-grey hood,
then in the good old sea it seems
no single thing was seen as good.

Note all the ocean currents know
one won't arrive just where winds blow,
and all the boasts that youths once swore
deep-drown in throats down sea's own roar.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 23, 2011


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