The Master Mariner
Last night I was a master once again,
stood on the terrace easing my errant
house that pulled at the anchor she
wanted to drift towards the open sea
and safety from knife sharp reefs and
torrential blinding rain.
When first light broke storm ceased
and I saw houses that had broken
anchor and slammed into one another,
bad seaman ship but said nothing as
I inspected my house and noticed that
a few roof tiles were missing.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
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