gone ashore

gone ashore

Gone Ashore Sonnet

 I have sailed on many
seas

 they have various
colours and smell,

but being indoors looking out

it got a bit boring as well.

One can’t stand by a porthole all day,

 water stretching wet
and endlessly

I knew I was never going to see

green grass again.

From a mountain, I can
see the sea

but never go near the bloody thing

I swim in a river when it is hot.

Sea, shrieking gulls and rusty steel,

 I prefer the forest
and

the valley that has an unblinking eye.