Poem Category: Windjammers

Dawn watch asleep
fogs move aboard
the windjammer.

Migrating geese …
the windjammer ruffled
with sails.

Windjammer
spinnaker
straining to pull her.

Full of sails
the windjammer home
near day’s end.

Sunshine
bedazzled the wildflowers
and brought the bees’ buzz in.

a glide-by swan
circles of the sun
approach our canoe.

Windjammer storm
the stone in my pocket
a dry comfort.

Horizon
the windjammer’s slide
to the other side.

Spinnaker
filling sun
with wind.

Suddenly filled
the windjammer sails
suddenly limp.