Incidents at the Sea

Maritime misadventures

In my fatigue, at sea I did flail, Ale my solace, a weary sailor’s tale. Cried out for aid, oh what a fuss, But the sea’s grip held, without a cuss, Just me and the waves, in a comic travail!

As Greek fire engulfed my ship so tight, I found warmth amidst the cold’s biting spite. Though a seafarer’s plight, Turned to an observer’s light, My ship’s demise was quite the sight!

Amidst the waves, a seagull’s cry, Brought laughter to sailors passing by. But with a flap of its wing, It broke something, a string! Now the ship’s in a mess, oh my, oh why!

This is my response to the Pier 21 Prompt, “Nautical Limerick” which I’ll link below: