What a great memory I just had,
Nothing like I usually get, bad,
This one came to me in a dream,
I remember going to high school by boat, 12 miles,
Most folks from the midwest would think it a scream…
I had a 16 foot Starcraft at that particular time,
She wasn’t pretty, but it floated & had a 75 horse,
I left home at about six, and motored to Ocean City,
The inter-coastal water way was my course…
Only one obstacle did stand in my way,
An old train bridge was not open,
I had to wedge my way underneath,
Thankfully the tide was out far enough to fit,
And my windshield did almost get a crack,
Didn’t have to deal with that on the way back…
I docked the boat at the yacht club,
Got a ride in from there with my friends, the Chapmans,
Wish I still had that old boat, as later she sank,
She may have been an old aluminum beast,
But one thing she was never, was a tub…
© ed 8/21/11
what fun!.....you didn't flip that boat doing a prop stand did you???? .....actually a friend of mine died doing that with a whaler....it took a while to find the body....it was REALLY sad. He was by himself. Sorry for the ugly side story but, I can appreciate this poem...........did you hit a rock???? how did it sink, really?
speaking of destruction if you have a small boat now......pull it out of the water before Irene!!!!
Morgan
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Peace, love and light,
Amber