Peril On The High Seas

I wrote this silly poem almost a year ago, as my entry for the weekly Countdown Word Game. With the current gorgeous, hot, summer weather, I thought I would re-blog it …………….as a cautionary tale !!!  Hope you enjoy it !



I was feeling some elation,
We were nearing our salvation,
Though the beach still seemed a hundred miles away.
We were bruised and we were battered,
To be frank, we both were knackered
And had doubted we would make it through the day.

We had clambered up on board,
With a veritable hoard
Of life-preservers, sheets and cleats and charts.
Because, crazy it may seem,
We had both harboured a dream
To leave these shores and sail to foreign parts.

But, instead of gently sailing,
I had spent the whole day baling,
‘Cos I’m sure the boat had, somehow, sprung a leak.
I could not see the pleasure
In drowning, at my leisure.
Though I’m sorry if that makes me sound a freak.

The wind had not abated.
We really should have waited,
Before attempting such a voyage as this.
We were not such able sailors,
Used to trawlers and huge whalers.
Though Ben still relives the time he caught a fish !

The water was so choppy,
That Ben’s hands became all floppy.
And he lost an oar and round and round we went.
I tried to reach the oar,
But it drifted to the shore
Even though I pushed and pulled till I was spent.

On a big yacht, sat two hotties,
Wearing sunhats shaped like potties
And a haughty, costive sneer upon their lips.
So, though our listing was alarming,
I cried in tones, quite charming,
“Should we abandon ship, before it tips ?”

The relief made my brow sweaty
When we made it, to the jetty
And, exhaustedly, I commented to Ben,
” This boating, I’m not hearting,
Next time, let’s try karting !”
And the man called  ” Time’s up! Come in number ten!”


This is my entry for this week’s Countdown Word Game.

 If you would like to give it a try, you can find the rules and some examples of past week’s entries on Matt’s page at

You can write anything at all, in verse or prose, as long as you include the following words;




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Growing old, disgracefully and enjoying every minute.
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