Sailboats dozing under summer skies
beneath a canopy of cottony clouds
Seabirds basking in the balmy interlude,
forty winks on fluid futons
On the horizon blustery breezes
Confused clouds morphing into grotesque contours
Sleepy sea gulls ascending with strident cries
Careening craft lurching in their liquid chambers,
Lines slapping loudly on steely spars
Pelagic winds wafting landward
redolent of ripe seaweed and moist reeds
Sheets of spattering rain slapping
on straining sloops and slick docks
mirror my voyage through myriad permutations
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