with no sense of illusion or of fear
the boat goes out onto the quiet bay
this is the oddest journey of the year
an expedition that in just one day
will take us all along this waterway
to a kind of place i'd known in the far past
upon our heads the rain and thunder play
this is a true adventure at long last
there's plastic tarp in plenty and to spare
to shield us from the rain and from the spray
it's far too hot right now to think of fear
on this swift launch we don't long want to stay
above the water we note the bright ray
the boatman feels the need to be quite fast
the sun comes out we stop and talk and sway
this is a true adventure at long last
we've come so far with caution and with care
what do we do but what we ought and may
choose from our time in the warm sun and air
above the shore we see each village lay
in proper place we've come the rightful way
the sun on the water now has a pleasant cast
i'm here to work though not to laugh and play
this is a true adventure at long last
prince as you these few chosen words must weigh
in proper balance as you think and stare
at this small record consider it in this way
this is a true adventure at long last
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
27 January 2007
up pearl lagoon
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