Insurance Matters

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

For @Dru_Marland (Blog)

Here – almost – an immolated whale
found bare – beached and dry

She is still – no stuttering breaths
of engine or pumps – cold dead

Almost a mounted catch on display
No slightness – no sway – no slippings

by lullaby currents or crosswinds
off loosely tied mooring ropes

For once – barefooted – landlocked –
awaiting brushes and touches below

as they look for ingress and pitting
from galvanic action – They mutter

as they chalk up indicative lines
on her rubbed clean underside

You agree to fixing sacrificial anodes
Done – then you are lifted with a rush

as your craft is back to old waterways
for another thousand days of drifting

Mike Bell Poetry

Mike Bell aims to write 10,000 poems, stick them up here one at a time, and then take a nap. By then he should be about 85 years old and have out-gunned PD, dementia, and the end of days. Possibly. Before the floods and fires. Mike Bell is found working for money as a freelance set designer.

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