out from blues

All
is at sea
Tide
of time crested high and strong

Giant,
fiery waters rage
Vapors
and sunrays
 

Coconut
ceased never its shadows


Making
cool the breezing beach

All
is at sea

Mixed
feelings of festivity
 

Her
creep to the shore forlorn


Seems
a loner goddess (calypso) strayed

Settling
aloof in one of many huts

Natively
dressed, bare footed, blank faced, distressed
 

My
fill of sea side thrill escalates


I
with the tide swam deep, far

Till
voices muted, man diminished

I’m
in the high sea floated like raft
 

The
deep is another ethereal


All
is concerns blanked fade

I
float feeling freedom and excitement

All
at sea is gone; still I float in the marines
 

I
opened my sealed eyes


Consciousness
asked me to ashore gaze

I’m
alone afloat, except for calypso

Who
intently and blankly fixed goddess eyes
 

Then
in my bid to stream to land


Tide
broke; I’m buried in sands, rolling with debris

Panic
struck, breathe lost, my boxers torn

I
with the will to live
swam hard ashore
 


Devastated,
gratuting for my escape

This
water played me a trick! I breathed, gasping

Then
ancient voice spoke squeakily

“Me
ought ye’ll ne’er out again”
 


Natively
dressed, blank face lady was the one muttering!