You know how to craft a poem, Paul. :-0
~~Nordette

Very excellent write, Paul. The first of yours I've read...there will be more. Fascinating poem, entrancing in such short space. I don't think any of us return "untouched." That's only because we are constanctly changing.

George

sail on, paul! love the graphic! very good indeed to have you back.
peace and blessings,
carolyn

Very nicely done, Paul. Great to read from you once again. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Sounds like the poetic tongue of one Captain Ahab. Moby Dick has submerged for a while as he does in each of our lives when the storm clouds brew, and the birds ascend higher into the sky for safety. May you and your good kin enjoy calm seas and clear blues skies ahead for a bit.

Regards
Dai

Well, well, Mr Bond... where HAVE you been??!! Life at the front desk has been kinda... uneventful, to say the least! :)) Might have known you'd pick up on my Aldous Huxley ref in Rabbit... No, I haven't read Doors of Perception, actually, but spose I should... Just give me the synopsis and I'm sure I can relate. Right, back down the Nag's Head then and onto the Magical Carousel... give me date and time and Turner and we'll be away for slates (see... I CAN do Northern...)... Oh... and the poem... hang on... better read...

... Is it me or is that boat flying? See you got to the Caterpillar before I did, Dude... But "rain-fingered whips"... ooooooooo... and semantics are romantic in my book... If the men are ADD then set sail for the Perfect Storm... that'll keep 'em busy. "untouched?" seems to be the excitement those salty seadogs are looking for, so cop hold of Jack Sparrow's broken compass and I'll burst me Kiera Korsets in the bloody adventure of revenge and avenge... Tell me again what Ithaca's all about? Better summon up Orlando Bloomin Will Turner to provide the ballast... though he's Mr Supafit these days...

G r e a t. s a i l ~!!! :)

Uniquely penned Paul, sail on.

Joy and sunshine
HH

Good write, great picture and when you said "men are quick to be bored" I could envision the gang of pirates ready for their next plunder...Lady J

WOW Paul ... I thought you got lost dude! I was going to send you the URL for Map Quest! Considering the imagery in your power poem; you must have endured some trying times. Great image. For a moment I thought I'd drank too much coffee! (-:

I'm glad you're back, intact. Blessings dude!

Light and Wisdom ...

Prow, mast and keel are restored

Excellent! Sail On!

Welcome to AD, I think you'll enjoy it here..

BTW, MY COMP won't do Yahoo..

Welcome back Odysseus, least the wife stayed true. Hmm must be fiction...

Welcome home, Sparky! Chinook and teakwood decks scrubbed pristine with pinesol, long live the hermetics...meet you in the companionway, Paul...we haven't breached the rules of etiquette...there are no rules! Anchors away, mate and we test ourselves against the forces of nature...above all, we search for tranquil paradise before the heavens were littered with satellites...clear bluewater sailing, baby!

Sage

Excellent Chuckie....good to read you again my friend!!

Love Your Amarula Pal Tinka

It has heart and soul. You're a wonderful poet

Excellent,glad to see you back ,missed ya...hugssssss
Love,
Chanti Lace

However you return I'm glad you did Paul! You've been missed. Hope all is well!Love the poem!;-)

Excellent! So good to have you back Paul, hope to see more of your brilliant poetry very, very soon. (You have been missed)

Perfect poem to herald your return. Love the wonderful pic.