My whole life I have had creative outlets that have included cooking, writing, photography, sculpture, painting, and jewelry making. I have also written poetry. Some years ago, I used to have an exercise whereby I would wake in the morning, make myself a cup of chai tea, and write a poem or short story in an hour. The subject was always something random that I had experienced the previous day. I have been reflecting on what my creative outlet might be while sailing. One of those outlets might be poetry. Here is my first example, written using the method of Euphony.
Sovereignty
Beneath a vault of ashen gray,
I traverse seas where sorrows sway,
The waves, like murmured elegies,
Sing mournful hymns to hollow seas.
The ocean vast, though infinite,
Enfolds me in its cold remit,
Its cadence speaks in spectral tones,
An anthem wrought for hearts alone.
The mast intones its solemn plea,
A dirge to match the weeping sea,
While zephyrs wail through shrouded spars,
A choir bereft beneath the stars.
No kin to share the helm’s repose,
No mirth to temper twilight’s throes,
The constellations, distant, mute,
Seem auguries of dissolute.
I trace the arc of boundless brine,
A threshold veiled, a fading line,
Its whispers tease with faint allure,
Yet offer naught that feels secure.
Here, adrift in solitude’s keep,
Where shadows gather, silence weeps,
I find, though bound by sorrow’s plea,
A desolate kind of sovereignty.