To watch light flee and dive over her edge
To rest my ears upon her melody
And haul my dead thoughts by a rusty kedge.
Knelt at her feet, caressed her foamy dress
The glee by which she received my cleaved chest
Crushed my breath with a wave of happiness.
Inhibitions sunk, all my woes confessed.
Night came swiftly as I silently brood
Of staying. Stolen cindered stones bearing
echoes of the throes of my solitude.
By the Sea, in the Sea, lies my mooring.
She whistled my name, I choked a reply
Eye to eye, I bade a drunken goodbye.
Note: First attempt at a sonnet (14 lines, ten syllables per line, last two lines a rhyming couplet, abab cdcd efef gg).