#WritcoPoemPrompt31
Ride forth against the tide,
Rise above the surf of challenges,
Welcome every sunrise with a vision,
Send off every sunset with hope...
.

...Tis not only the grumble of the pirate
that gives voice to the tongue of the sea
but it's also the man seeking refuge
in the depths of its cold history
.
There are some who just won't go near it
while still shallow and under their chin
as for me? I surely will bear it...
rough water? nor' easter? I'm in.
.
Now; I've had me some ships
and a scuttle or two
but that's how I learned that you...
..."NEVER PAINT HER BLUE."
well, that superstition has been
passed through...