The Lost Yacht Poem by Paul Warren

Take the sail down
If it goes over we'll drown
The storm came without warning
In the early hours of the morning

So as quickly as we could
We tugged at the sails as fast as it would
Lashing us with rain and high wind
And wondered if we'd see land again

Then as sudden as it blew in
The seas was calm and I knew we could win
But it just doesn't seem right
The sky and sea glows bright

Then I heard the planes in the sky
I saw five WW2 torpedo bombers fly by
So I sit now writing this log in the cabin
In the Bermuda Triangle wondering what happened.

© Paul Warren Poetry