Monday, September 15, 2014

Sea Music Festival

 Ahoy, the old sea dog Flaneur
 invites you to get with this trip,
 to burn your lanterns on the waves
to sing out under the sky 

Another fine breezy day, 
a sunny Saturday in September 
with a lot of boats out

 Sails arrayed in a vast ballet
adorned in lyrical clouds, 
Come with me, I'll take you where
 the taste of life is free

The herd has begun to thin this time of year,
You can pop into this Sailor Jerry outlet
for nautical hipster gear, but why bother?

 The breeze was steady if not stiff,
I knew where to shelter for lunch and libation,
Percolating hornpipes and busy fiddles kept the mood

 These were the sea chanty punk rockers
(Madness with a member or two of Hawkwind)
The hair demographic skews a bit white

There's a Steampunk vibe too,
Hard to tell but this baby was fired up
and steaming

An Hawaiian migration
follows the sun,
Take me with you when you go

A group sing down the pier, 
There was to be a chanty sing later
But the main show was winding down toward five,

 I joined the group sing for the closer
The fellow in the red shirt could sing,
He sounded like an old Irish fisherman

Looking back at the pier
and the little beach where I rested a while,
It's protected by the wind-breaks at two private beach clubs,
Look at all the perpendicular flags
A small green inflatable dinghy sits by the one small sand dune
At one point a uniform came over to ask if it was mine,
If it wasn't so windy I might have paddled it away

Like a virgin,
Time for me to slip into a vestal vessel
and shove off

The Secret of the Sea
Inter-chapter Four

13 September 2014

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