Even Keel Am I
Without boatsmen working along the deck
Dashing left and right for ropes and lofted work
I glide along the waters with the worldly wind at my back
Storms Come And Go
They cannot displace me from my valorous path
Dancing among the numerous stars, setting a guideline no one knows
Tranquil waters a thing of the past, others remark upon the beauty of my wake
Fore And Aft I Seek No Solace
What is a boat but a vessel of time, the
Hours passing by as old friends come again
Sharing their stories of remembrances past
I keep my sails full, searching for a lighter day
Passing mentions of an easier path on life’s liquid road
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abnormalvaverage
I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.
Abnormal Thoughts from the Average Mind 
Ohhh I love this usage of the ocean to portray and talk about life. Good work!
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Thank you very much. I lived on or near a beach most of my life. I feel a lot of my worries faded upon the sound of crashing waves.
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Wow! That’s a beauty and a blessing to have. It’s a very therapeutic place to live.
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