Ocean Hermit – sailing, solitude and stories

My plans to retrace Captain Cook's unfinished voyage have been postponed a year while I work on the next Marine Diesel Basics book and get my new boat SV Oceandrifter ready for sea.

* Poem of a hermit at sea

Falling from the World

Falling from the world
to be reborn in water;
cold, astonishing, threatening sometimes.

Alone, with beings who visit often.
Alive, with so much work and joy.

Food tastes good.
Piss stinks.

Warmth from the sun, and the stove.
The wind on my cheeks drives the boat forward.

To where? To what?
I do not know.

I am afraid sometimes,
ambushed by loneliness too often;

Content in ample solitude.
Concerned at the world I have left behind,
loving her in the only way I know, it seems.

Here intense.
Solid dreams
shimmering days.

Cold with the rain.
And happy.

Madness, of course;
all the world knows that.
As I once knew, and have forgotten.

What will tomorrow bring?
I do not know. I do not care.

©  Dennison Berwick   2010

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One comment on “* Poem of a hermit at sea

  1. Madla
    January 29, 2011

    Quite an insight, evidently composed by a writer, mostly fitting the image, just with few soft shades.

    Like

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