The Boatswain’s Blunder

Confinement, a bode of misery
with blue majesty abound.

The petty officer – Mr. Transcontinental
promised treasures never found.

Recognized with nothing but obscurity
for the sea is sole judge and jury.

Crashing thunderstorms are the only sound
where lonesomeness becomes friend and death is crowned.

Thoughts of liberation are constant wonder.
from mast to keel and gunwale,
this swoon of a boatswain’s blunder.

Written by Todd Lambert

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