Homework 25/1/15 - FATHOM THE DEPTHS

[Maureen K Clifford]

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.

[Heather]

Them old seafarers - you just couldn't trust 'em.

Looks as though we shouldn't put you and Wazza in the same room Maureeen!

Heather

[Bob Pacey]

One track minds some people


Bob

[Neville Briggs]

It's a sad poem Maureen. The man who doesn't know the meaning of love.

[Bob Pacey]

I'm trying to write something but all that keeps coming into my mind is


The Boy Stood on The Burning Deck !


Bob

[alongtimegone]

Just write it with a different story Bob.

The boy stood on the burning deck
His feet were getting hot
He grabbed the hose and goodness knows
It really helped a lot.

[Maureen K Clifford]

tell me more

[Bob Pacey]

The boy stood on the burning deck
pressed up against the mast.
He vowed he would never leave that spot
until Oscar pinched his ( might need one of Nevs slight rhymes here )

But Oscar was a cunning lad
he threw the boy a plum
and when he went to pick it up
he pinched him up the ( same as before but it has to rhyme with Plum ) ?

[alongtimegone]

[Shelley Hansen]

Definitely an unadmirable admiral!! (That's a bit weak, sorry!!)

Cheers, Shelley