Bora born

Ocean warrior _

Bedewed within the gateways might, she berths at
Sailfish Quay becalmed by taut tethered life lines
her triuned hulls slap happy in Trinity
Bay's salubrious warm winter sunned waters.

Early risers coffee scent the neap tide breeze
as they emerge cavelike pristine, rugged up on
decks nearby in idle conversation, their
puffed eyes sense it's day after the night before.

At this time of day she lies silent as, hulls
racing on the spot, blended fluid in motion.
Carbon fibered skins, bio dieseled engines
thirteen hundred horsepower this shepherd's lot.

Her business end charters contracts with the whale
focal points of consciousness ever present.
Warriors of light's surreal watery theme
in selfless courage serviced to life itself.

Stay awhile our bridget bardot avatar
your silhouette of navy grey streaked rusted
lines swept aft by Antarctica's crushing swells
seeds a new story line sung by those in awe.



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©  16th july 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa


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