An apology to Gail
For I forgot her name
It wasn't due to a fault in her
Only to one in my brain.
For within her eye I could see
A stormy soul and tsunami
A boiling gale far out to sea -
In the Gail seated next to me
Gail's not a woman one soon forgets.
Within her seethe typhoons, hurricanes, and waves -
In her past she's broken many hearts -
and made poor sailors her slaves.
My heart has been a slave to a sailor man for many a year, sometimes I wish I could forget his name, but the breeze always carries it back to my bluff. I hope Gale has had her winds change in direction of accepting your beautiful apology! Wonderfully written with your unique flair. PEACE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
for goodness sake, Gino. don't misspell her name. she may hit you on the head! note well: Gail in poem; Gale in poet's note. ;) so, over a year ago. did you see here again? did you send the poem? was this recent or years ago? ? ========================================================= FYI.............in case ya didn't know, longitudinally-speaking: A cyclone is any mass of air that spirals around a low pressure center. It is an organized collection of thunderstorms embedded in a swirling mass of air. In general, both typhoons and hurricanes are tropical cyclones but differ in their locations. The difference between hurricane and typhoon is that tropical cyclones in the west Pacific are called Typhoons and those in the Atlantic and east Pacific Ocean are called Hurricanes. It's the longitude that matters. ======================================= Gail sounds like a woman to steer clear of, like i should (?) have done when i 'met my first three wives'! bri :)