These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Storied Prompts

The halting rhyme of watching hordes
was witty after all.
The kingdom filled with bluest fjords
heard ocean's lasting call.

Brave mariners through coldest north
endured the icy wind.
Great ancient king brought scepter forth
to newest seamen send.

Dear fjords dismissed, pearled homeland gone,
slim hope in God's own hands.
Dark monster storm confessed the dawn
and bowed to His great plans.

The follied quest to bring the cure
returned in God's good speed.
The kingdom, now, for years was sure,
no headlines ill to read.

The great king bequeathed his honored throne
to the stalwart man of sail.
"Wisdom you have always known.
You'll guide us through any gale."

by Jay O'Toole
on February 18th, 2020