Ship of Dreams… By Toni Cross

Last image from the photo challenge by Charles Martin


Sitting on the pier  

What a beautiful day  

No traces of fear  

And nothing to say  


Looking up at the ship of dreams  

The waves lap like a kitten  

A lone seagull screams  

And somehow I’m smitten  


It’s destiny I suppose  

Creaky new boards  

These sails and ropes in rows  

The clanking of swords  


But to never see the shore…  

To lose sight of firm ground  

Just water- more and more  

Fierce waves that rise and pound  


Fog and dark of stormy night  

salty world of endless  tears  

aching surging windy might  

rain surf driven spears  


Desperation and adventure skim  

Beneath the surface of the water  

Like a siren on a whim  

Neptune’s fairest daughter  


Sitting on the pier  

For courage I pray  

No coward face to leer  

And nothing to say