Inspired by Tilted to Red by author Chris Shaw on Writerscafe.org. A combination of a sonnet and a senryu.
Sonnet:
Allow me to tell you how,
We get drunk in the East,
Even under nights so foul,
We dine ourselves in feasts,
We have crabs, and crawfishes,
But the Moon rejects our company,
So we replace her with round dishes,
Those were finest grabs in our poverty,
The stars never lit our nights,
But the sea often gets drunk with us,
And she is always the best of sights,
With her nightgown, she fills me with lust,
Oh, the sailor's life, when your crewmates are fools,
Oh, the lovely nights, when the wind is so cool.
Senryu:
I have smelled the sea,
And I know that she likes me,
But I love her more.
Clocked at 20:37PM November 26, 2023. I had a good run this week with my works, being able to write so freely, it's fun. I have a lot of other pieces of writing unfinished, but... I'm in a middle of something by year's end, so I'm finishing them up. Thank you everyone for reading my moody, nonsensical work ~ !
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Is it strange that I WANT to love the sea like you do? Sadly, the open waters of the ocean make me tense up. I don't have sea legs, and a nagging fear of horrors of the deep that would make Lovecraft weep. This is such a nice poem, though. The idea of sailing on open waters feels me with both excitement and dread. I'll adore the ocean from afar I suppose haha. This is a nice poem with a little tune going along with it. Perhaps a sea shanty?
If a person is drunk enough, they can sail across the sea while they are on land, or so I heard. Jus.. read moreIf a person is drunk enough, they can sail across the sea while they are on land, or so I heard. Just have a glass under the cheesy Moon and lend her an ear, perhaps she'll tell you about her sail stories, works quite the charms at times.
1 Year Ago
The Moon is a true fisherwoman herself, in my own terms. She dislikes company yet always yearns for .. read moreThe Moon is a true fisherwoman herself, in my own terms. She dislikes company yet always yearns for a foreign beauty. Perhaps one night, the Moon might sail her way to you, when she lay herself so drunk and brightly on the sea. If the moment arises for you, do indulge in it. It's quite the marvel.
1 Year Ago
In her own way, the Moon has been kind to me. There is plenty of beauty and mystery she hides, and p.. read moreIn her own way, the Moon has been kind to me. There is plenty of beauty and mystery she hides, and perhaps one day, I'll have the privilege you speak of. But I suppose that's up to the Moon entirely. She always seems to have her way, and I'm not sure I'd have it any other way myself.
Is it strange that I WANT to love the sea like you do? Sadly, the open waters of the ocean make me tense up. I don't have sea legs, and a nagging fear of horrors of the deep that would make Lovecraft weep. This is such a nice poem, though. The idea of sailing on open waters feels me with both excitement and dread. I'll adore the ocean from afar I suppose haha. This is a nice poem with a little tune going along with it. Perhaps a sea shanty?
If a person is drunk enough, they can sail across the sea while they are on land, or so I heard. Jus.. read moreIf a person is drunk enough, they can sail across the sea while they are on land, or so I heard. Just have a glass under the cheesy Moon and lend her an ear, perhaps she'll tell you about her sail stories, works quite the charms at times.
1 Year Ago
The Moon is a true fisherwoman herself, in my own terms. She dislikes company yet always yearns for .. read moreThe Moon is a true fisherwoman herself, in my own terms. She dislikes company yet always yearns for a foreign beauty. Perhaps one night, the Moon might sail her way to you, when she lay herself so drunk and brightly on the sea. If the moment arises for you, do indulge in it. It's quite the marvel.
1 Year Ago
In her own way, the Moon has been kind to me. There is plenty of beauty and mystery she hides, and p.. read moreIn her own way, the Moon has been kind to me. There is plenty of beauty and mystery she hides, and perhaps one day, I'll have the privilege you speak of. But I suppose that's up to the Moon entirely. She always seems to have her way, and I'm not sure I'd have it any other way myself.
If anyone knows any way to turn seawater into alcohol (without needing the help from Jesus), please let me know. I had an unsettled bet with a partner back then when we were youngsters about how seawater could be turned into alcohol... So, uh, please let me know if you have any idea how that'd work in my favour. Thank you for stopping by ~ !
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