Homework 25/1/15 - FATHOM THE DEPTHS
Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 8:43 pm
FATHOM THE DEPTHS …….Maureen Clifford © The Scribbly Bark Poet
He was a master mariner, he sailed the seven seas
to places that were exotic and strange.
No matter where he travelled women flocked to him in droves,
no prisoners planned just passion in exchange
for one night of sweet passion from a man with looks divine
a man bearded and handsome, attitude that would define
he knew just how to handle life and he would cross the line
to protect the females under his protection.
His macho attitude could turn the strongest women weak
willingly giving up their independence
to rely on this vision in a dress white uniform
they’d flirt and flaunt all night with no repentance.
He swept them off their feet with his witty repartee
he plied them with champagne and food and oh his mastery
of l’amore was legendary and all wanted to be
the mistress of this fine good looking fellow.
But he’d a wife and four kids in a port near Sydney town,
and made no secret of their sweet existence.
Above all he prized honesty. He never ever lied
just didn’t tell the truth and claimed the distance
in fact meant he was separated – therefore free to roam
and being a seafarer his ship was mistress and home.
Seems he was never lonely for he was never alone.
There’s a girl in every port when in the navy.
He was a master mariner, he sailed the seven seas
to places that were exotic and strange.
No matter where he travelled women flocked to him in droves,
no prisoners planned just passion in exchange
for one night of sweet passion from a man with looks divine
a man bearded and handsome, attitude that would define
he knew just how to handle life and he would cross the line
to protect the females under his protection.
His macho attitude could turn the strongest women weak
willingly giving up their independence
to rely on this vision in a dress white uniform
they’d flirt and flaunt all night with no repentance.
He swept them off their feet with his witty repartee
he plied them with champagne and food and oh his mastery
of l’amore was legendary and all wanted to be
the mistress of this fine good looking fellow.
But he’d a wife and four kids in a port near Sydney town,
and made no secret of their sweet existence.
Above all he prized honesty. He never ever lied
just didn’t tell the truth and claimed the distance
in fact meant he was separated – therefore free to roam
and being a seafarer his ship was mistress and home.
Seems he was never lonely for he was never alone.
There’s a girl in every port when in the navy.
