My Captain, My Captain

My Captain! My Captain, my Captain!
Hoist this pink flag! Sail this full-rigged vessel
point your compass to my true-south
prop me up on the deck, spread me wide.
Set sail; set your propeller throttling –
this cruise I’ll revel – god, what a voyage
how the motion, the appeasing waves of the sea
rock me back n’ forth, from relish to ravish.
My Captain! My Captain, my Captain!
in your pilothouse what skilled sailor you’re
with a big rudder, steering me to Bermuda –
how oh your thrusters give the utmost zest.

Copyright © Ugo Nkwoala | Spilledwoords | 2020

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

<span>%d</span> bloggers like this: