What the wind brings………….

Arrgh!
Blast you damn weather.
Continuous gusts test our ropes.
Doris has had a baby,
Either that or she’s
Fishtailed and we’re getting the end again.
Galeforce winds are upon us,
Hours of swaying motion,
Interspersed by
Jangling of rigging masts.
Keeping us awake,
Listening to the sounds of
Mother
Nature calling,
Overflying geese
Punctuate the dawn
Querulously arguing amongst themselves
Regarding direction of flight.
Silhouettes in the sky
Travelling to breeding grounds
Up river from our berth.
Vanishing as quickly as they came,
Winding their way to safety,
X-ulted and x-hausted after their journey
Yielding to tiredness, they give in to
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
geese

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth for jelly babies or fruit pastilles. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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5 Responses to What the wind brings………….

  1. Not tethered to a rope but certainly close enough to water to be kept awake with gale force winds…not nice, not nice at all…I feel you.

    • We are sheltered to a degree in the marina but obviously sway a bit in the wind. Boats out on the river feel it more than we do as they have the current to contend with too. Whereas in the house we’d get ready for fence panel replacements practically every time we had high winds, both of us sleep well on the boat. Sadly Maggie can get restless as she can’t see where the noises are coming from.

  2. scifihammy says:

    Excellent poem – well done! 🙂
    But I hope the storm has finished with you now. 🙂

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