poetry by j matthew waters

voices beneath the surface

lost in north atlantic amongst winds
and clouds and the darkest of days
I steal glances from my captain’s log
find glimpses of london calling

ship hands from top to bottom believe
those quiet voices beneath the surface
got under his skin and commanded
his ship to sail in a new direction

countless weeks later we finally landed
the fullest of moons guiding us ashore
my captain safely back in london
his men starving to start a new life

december two thousand fourteen
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6 thoughts on “voices beneath the surface

  1. This one certainly captures the imagination … but that may be the romantic voices beneath the surface speaking to me. 🙂

  2. Oh, this was wonderful…it swept me up and away…

  3. Treachery as poetry! Doesn’t sound half as brutal this way. Good one.

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