Poetry

Sunday 10 November 2024

Hove

 Heave ho

There are the cliffs

Westward bound

Heave ho

Shove off the sandy banks

In these mermaid ground

Low lie the jellyfish

Wriggling and writhing

While I'm in the crows nest

Rigging up the line 

Then

Hove, there she blows

She hove into view

Heave ho

On the line

That brings her into view

Over dunes falling down

Like deserts of sand

A thousand diamond water droplets

Crash in my hand

Heave ho

And the fluke splashes the water

Heave ho like rebukes

run from the mouth of the daughter

Heave ho as the lances

Shove in for the slaughter

All as the whale hove into view

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