Claw Off the Lee Shore

caught in a gusty wind

waves cavort, whirlpools form

sommelier takes the sail

raucous music from the shore

gale surges, my ship spins

I fight to stay afloat

vortex forms, threatens death

to swallow would be the end

I beg with leaden phrases

concentrate, inspire imagery

don’t censor wayward tides

course through the heavy storm

commandeer every oar

repair neglected sails

use whatever strength I have

to claw off the Lee shore

take out the trash, save my life

claw off the Lee shore