Sea Pines

Upon our ship called Skull and Bones,
we sail the realm of Davy Jones.
Upon this sea our spirit soars
buoyed high above her ocean floors.

In gray the sea speaks up today
reminding us of key and cay.
Her voice awash and somewhat coy,
yet bow and stern we hear ahoy.

On open sea sans mizzen sail
we spot a dolphin and a whale.
Ashore, when waves wash up with foam
we linger here, for we are home.

In Skull and Bones on waters deep,
beyond the tide of ebb and neap,
that call to sea which brought us here
will always ring both loud and clear.

[Rhythm: 8] (Lines: 16)
Crazy Colors Creation Contest
February-March 2012



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