The Ships!

What had we seen? The Foureyed Poet.

The Foureyed Poet

The sea was now at rest

we breathed in salt air

turned towards the west

wind blowing our hair!

An awe-inspiring view

the ships came home

thrilling felt born anew

all sprayed white foam!

It was a long pathway

to reach the summit

on this clear day in May

we both had to sit!

Vague memories remained

of the time it took

how our eyes strained

our emotions it shook!

Then old ships in full sail

came into our gaze

on such a vast sea trail

silent guns ablaze!

Somehow it seemed surreal

but then it was clear

gone nothing to see or feel

what made them appear!

A moment back in time

could not be a dream

the experience sublime

to us they did gleam!

Were they ghost ships from a long forgotten battle?

The Foureyed Poet

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  1. Good write


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