Bar Harbour

Mains’l three sheets to the wind,
we managed to tie one on
Narrowly missed landing on the rocks,
as we twisted round the head,
The storm our chaser.
Twas after vespers when
our tipsy vessel
Stirred and shaken, but
proof against the wave,
Made the shelter of the bay

Prompt from Poets Pub to use tavern lingo in a teetotaler poem.


19 thoughts on “Bar Harbour

  1. The storm our chaser. — such an evocative line. This write especially works as I know “three sheets to the wind” and “tie one on” are nautical in origin. Nice to read them as thus.


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