Do you see what I see?
Upon our local tides,
Like the odour of seaweed,
A flotilla of elites,
A horde of second home owners,
Bleach-blonde and windswept,
Boat shoes and red chinos,
Onboard their carbon fibre trophies,
Spinnakers like noble house crests,
Do you see what I see?
For the summer they buy the waves,
A fashion show on the blue,
A lavish display for the plebeians,
A laugh in the face of living costs,
And when they deign to make port,
To mix with the chattel,
They just look down their noses,
Whilst sipping their IPAs.
Posts Tagged ‘maritime’
Yachting
Posted: May 28, 2023 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, Fiction, human condition, human nature, humanity, maritime, poem, Poems, poetry, Political, United Kingdom, WorldofHarley, Writing
Loose Ships
Posted: Mar 5, 2023 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, Fiction, human condition, human nature, humanity, Life, maritime, poem, Poems, poetry, Travel, WorldofHarley, Writing
Are we not but sinking ships?
Slowly but surely,
Fathom by fathom,
Taking on caustic water yearly,
Our cerebral captains have run a loose ship,
Mutiny is the standard,
The posts aren’t manned,
And the hull is leaking,
The navigator is mollified at the helm,
Drunk on a rum of broken aspirations,
And there’s always a storm in the distance,
We drift past similar vessels,
Kindred spirits,
Unable to salvage one another,
And is that not what we are,
Just shipwrecks in the end.
Flying Dutchman
Posted: Mar 10, 2022 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, Fiction, folklore, Horror, human condition, human nature, humanity, maritime, poem, Poems, poetry, WorldofHarley, Writing
We were thrust into the blue,
Our galleon lost in a dalliance with the kings navy,
Its back broken by carronade,
All seemed lost,
The stormy seas sang our funeral rites,
But a vessel emerged from the deep,
Its jaws cut through the surface,
Like a shark seizing prey,
Accompanied by a chorus of the damned,
Flaunting a figurehead of death itself,
This was a corpse of a ship,
A grim omen given form,
A hull of rotted wood and barnacles,
And sails taken from the skin of humpbacks,
Dimly illuminated by wisps in lanterns,
We look up fixedly in abject terror,
Bleary yet distinctly inhuman figures stood on deck,
Gawping down with eyes of rot,
A raspy call goes out,
A ladder of bone and tendon reached down,
I knew in that moment,
I would serve before the mast,
Come hell or high water,
For all eternity,
But still I reach up.
Sirens
Posted: Feb 1, 2022 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, folklore, Horror, human condition, human nature, humanity, maritime, monsters, poem, Poems, poetry, WorldofHarley, Writing
Men before the mast,
Harken to me as bosun,
We give those crags a wide berth,
We are in treacherous waters,
Have ye not heard the tales?
Here be monsters,
A foul song haunts these reefs,
Feminine wiles on the wind,
Soft hands I’ve heard before,
Look not starboard lads,
Listen not to that tune,
Those fair forms are lies of flesh,
Those lips do not long for you,
Your loins be telling you false,
No pleasure will be found o’er there,
Only a dance of blood and sharks teeth,
As surely as the fog cresting the waves,
That song will be the end of ye.
Dark Fathoms
Posted: Apr 3, 2021 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, Cthulhu, dagon, Dark, Dark Fantasy, dark poetry, Facebook, Horror, HP Lovecraft, human condition, human nature, humanity, Insanity, instagram, kofi, Madness, maritime, Ocean, Old Gods, Oldschool Harlequin, poem, Poems, poetry, Sea, Twitter, WorldofHarley, Writing
The day finds its demise,
Tossing and turning,
My rest is interrupted by eldritch fingers,
Emanating a foul energy,
Tentacles in my mind,
I dream of fathoms deep,
To airless environs,
Where even fish dare not venture,
Waters claimed by spectres and arcane chants,
Where the sun and sanity both drown,
Something stirs,
Eyeing the surface with a million oculi,
A million definitions of mad hunger,
Watching a world it seeks to extinguish,
A million maws curling into grins.