As I Sailed
Mar. 11th, 2004 11:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphiloFinlay the poet was born on a schooner
(His dad ran rum in the dry Bermoothes)
He was my friend for a brief, brief while-
The sundial that he made for us
Has its gnomon shaped like a bending sail.
What I wrote him was preachy. He never wrote back.
No loss of friendship hurt me as much
Till Snakey ditched us, our very best friend-
Our all but daughter.
The wind fills the sail.
It fills it with nothing, with nothing but force.
White bellied sail like cumulus-
Like a girl near term.
Eliza Carthy
Is singing of Kidd, most famous of pirates.
He burned and he robbed and he murdered, he says,
As I sailed, as I sailed.
As if in a dream, in a dream of sailing.
The sails go up river. The sails go down river-
War ship and lighter and pleasure craft-
Past Kidd in his cage on the gibbet at Wapping.
She stamps as she sings and it brings her to tears.
(His dad ran rum in the dry Bermoothes)
He was my friend for a brief, brief while-
The sundial that he made for us
Has its gnomon shaped like a bending sail.
What I wrote him was preachy. He never wrote back.
No loss of friendship hurt me as much
Till Snakey ditched us, our very best friend-
Our all but daughter.
The wind fills the sail.
It fills it with nothing, with nothing but force.
White bellied sail like cumulus-
Like a girl near term.
Eliza Carthy
Is singing of Kidd, most famous of pirates.
He burned and he robbed and he murdered, he says,
As I sailed, as I sailed.
As if in a dream, in a dream of sailing.
The sails go up river. The sails go down river-
War ship and lighter and pleasure craft-
Past Kidd in his cage on the gibbet at Wapping.
She stamps as she sings and it brings her to tears.
