Night at Sea

11 Oct

At sea at night
we smell hulking ships
miles before
we see their lights.

Are they coming or going?
Will they cross our path?
Green and red and white
dance against the black
while rushing velvet water
against the hull, slaps.

Radar screen
glowing green
offers little support
and radio silence
fails to report.

I grab the mouthpiece
to hail the captain,
across the airwaves I repeat:
“This is SV Fellowship
northbound vessel to your starboard.”

“Do you see us?”
“Do you copy?
Over …”

We sleep in our life vests at night
because the ocean is a serious thing

and there is a reason why
I avoid rollercoasters.

Bedtime stories at sunset offshore

Bedtime stories at sunset offshore

12 Responses to “Night at Sea”

  1. johncoyote October 11, 2013 at 5:14 pm #

    Beautiful photo. I envy your situation. The ocean, children and a story. This is real paradise. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.


  2. Papi Z October 12, 2013 at 11:24 am #

    Very nice, and I can feel the fear expressed within. Thank you for participating!


  3. Colin Morgan October 15, 2013 at 6:03 pm #

    Yes, I feel this – the reality of the situation, the vulnerability…


  4. Sheila October 15, 2013 at 10:43 pm #

    oh my. hoping all ends well. The ocean scares me, don’t think I could ever spend the night there. Your imagery is strong.


    • lupitatucker October 15, 2013 at 10:45 pm #

      Hi Sheila! Thanks for stopping by 🙂 Yes, it ended well, thankfully.


  5. Mary October 15, 2013 at 11:43 pm #

    It must be quite an adventure….sleeping at night at sea, being rocked by the waves!


  6. Elliot October 16, 2013 at 2:43 pm #

    Never slept at sea before but I think it would be difficult. Honestly just reading this freaked me out a little.


  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) October 18, 2013 at 7:37 am #

    I can feel this.. sailing .. sleeping at sea. All those big boats.. Nowadays I don’t sail any longer (but I kayak)…


  8. Sharp Little Pencil October 20, 2013 at 3:55 pm #

    Man, I can feel the tension, akin to last night’s showing of “Gravity,” the waiting… for the voice that may never come. The final click on rolllercoasters was pure genius. Thanks so mcu for this, Amy



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