Once Upon a Sailboat
I was once
upon a sailboat
when the weather
turned so fast
I had to face the fear
that this sail
might be my last.
The river changed
from glass to swells,
the sky from blue to gray.
The steady breeze
became great gusts.
The sun simply
went away.
We came about
and headed back,
our progress
made in spurts.
Forward, capsize,
right the boat--
we reached the dock,
relieved, unhurt.
I have always
loved the water
and I always will,
but I never forget
a storm may form
when all seems
bright and still.
I wrote this poem for Robert Lee Brewer's 2015 November PAD Chapbook Challenge. The prompt was to take the phrase, Once Upon a (blank), replace the blank and use the completed phrase as the title of the poem. What is your "Once Upon a (blank)" poem?
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