a study toward sonnet #1,043 by FisherKingKQJ
You rolled your catamaran onto rocks
Of castle Kizkalezi, pale white bleached,
Ruined by crusaders, elemental knocks,
And windless, anchorless, we partly beached.
The turquoise crystal sea to deep blue reached
Out further, squadrons of shearwaters planed,
Cross wavelets, trees of frankincense beseeched,
My nostrils with a rare perfume arraigned.
You cut the motor while my charmed eyes trained
On schools of anchovy that flashed sun like slats
In venetian blinds, opened, closed, and vaned-
I cried out come see, shedding earlier spats.
Lying with you on hull to hull soft webbing,
I felt my scorn for gunrunners ebbing.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 webbing
o $10,000,000 meshing
o $10,000,000 netting
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