Getting Sealegs
topside sun’s brilliant
as it’ll almost ever be
on ship’s steel
on deep see
I never knew
that things could (at once)
still & moving be
motion’s feel out here
is constant news to me
sound of sea-slaps-hull
within sheer three sixty hoop
that hems hull and me
all new
………….unconsciously
whatever’s ever beyond horizon’s crease
is null unknown,
but may be key
.
Jim Culleny
3/23/18