Fully Rigged

Tall Ships that sail the ocean blue,
And ride the waves through calm and storm,
Are fully rigged, with a gallant crew,
Who have their duties to perform.

For starting on the upper decks,
They scrub the planks and coil the ropes,
And do a hundred vital checks,
With sextant, compass, and some telescopes.

With careful ease, they travel on,
And when they turn, veer to the west,
The Captain steers through every swell,
Though pitched and tossed o'er every crest.

So fine and gracious are these crafts,
Built with such care and made to last,
They're caressed by a gentle wind that wafts,
And their grace is something unsurpassed.

What a wondrous sight, these ships so tall,
With all their sails shown in full array,
And watching them all, they so enthral,
That their beauty takes my breath away.

© Ernestine Northover

by Ernestine Northover

Comments (6)

Lovely poem Ernestine, you really took us into that busy sailing scene. Thank you. for sharing the sight of the Tall Ships so vividly with us. Hugs from Fay.
A beautiful nautical poem Ernestine, I could picture the sight within my mind. Andrew x
A real THRILL. Susie xxx.
THE RANGE OF YOUR IMAGEWORK IS SEEMINGLY WITHOUT LIMIT...IM READING YOUR POEM OUTSIDE MY HOUSE...ITS 87 %AND IM LOOKING FOR A CAP & FLANNEL TO WARD OFF THE THE SEA BREEZE THAT MY MINDS EYE HAS SO LIBERALLY PRODUCED.ERNESTINE, YOU ARE A ROCKIN'FAB POET, MY DEAR! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR
Ernestine, you old Salty Dog, you do these sea poems so well! I can 'see' the sails billowing in the wind, and the sailors clinging to the crow's nest as you write! Well done, as ususal. Scarlett
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