I have the Sun,
plenty of Sun.
Sand? I have that, too!
As far as the eye can see,
I can see sand.
As for the sea,
it seems to be hiding from me.
O, I lost my leg at sea,
it fell overboard,
abandoning me;
it was only a small piece of leg,
but it was important to me.
.
And, now, my leg house
does not have a chim-a-knee.
o, for that piece of leg
that I lost at sea.
A man sat on the bottom of the sea
drinking white wine,
a strange sight to see,
it appeared to be, to me.
.
I asked the man, ‘why are you drinking
white wine on the bottom of the sea?’
He said to me,
‘Well, I am growing old,
and have often been told,
that you only drink white wine with fish, do you see?
With which statement I could only agree.
An golan,
h’an mor;
ow neyja ughel
ow neuvya down.
gwyls ha rydh.
—//—
A gull and the sea
.
A gull,
and the sea;
flying high,
swimming deep.
wild and free.
I went to sea
to see the sea
and all I saw
were sea-saws,
sea saws,
all I saw were sea-saws.
.
How weird was that,
how weird?
For all I saw were sea-saws.
.
I went to sea
to sea a gull,
and all I saw were seagulls,
seagulls,
all o saw were seagulls.
.
Which is less weird
than seeing sea-saws,
sea-saws,
much less weird than sea-saws.
Inland is an island
kept away from the sea;
why should it be,
that I
should yearn
to earn
the reward
of a day on the coast,
with the sound of the sea
echoing in my ears,
gulls, boats, and three loud cheers,
all calling to me.
Never say ‘Haibun’
when at sea, upon a boat;
your dog, might not float.
It is said, by some, that you should never say ‘Rabbit’ in a boat. The reason being, that your dog, if there is one present, might leap up, in search of said ‘Rabbit’ and go overboard in its efforts to chase it.
This has probably happened in the distant, and dim, past, and may even have some grounding in a far removed event. Dogs do love to chase things; some dogs are trained to chase rabbits. It might even be a built in memory of previous dog generations where an ancestral mutt ploughed headlong into a field after its prey.
A point, at this point, I don’t know whether the above applies to hares or not – that information I haven’t got. They are virtually the same, apart from: the name, the mad March thing, the longer ears, and not much else – to suggest that there is any real difference would only be splitting ha—
Anyway, never should you say, ‘Rabbit’, ‘habit’, ‘jab it!’, ‘dab it!’ or the like, when you are all at sea, in a sea-worthy, sea-going craft.
I laughed, when I first heard of this, and thought it no more than a silly myth.
Heading to see soon after, with Minster the Dachshund in tow, I happened to call across to the master of the vessel, ‘I’m sorry we delayed your departure time, the train was cancelled, we got to the station much later than anticipated, and in order to get here roughly on time, we had to cab it!’
Poor, Minster. It took her hours to swim back to port.
A is, for argument’s sake, Apple
B is for Bee,
C is for the Chive Mind
that thinks that D is for Dapple,
or Daffodil – which do you choose?
E is for Ever,
F is for Forever,
G is neither;
but G is for Grae, me.
And I love to bee by the sea.
The sea is so invigorating,
it brings my heart such joy
I’ve lived upon the ocean
since I was a little buoy;
floating around,floating around,
a cloud in the sky-
metaphorically speaking,
that cloud is I.
Rather the bather than me
taking a dip in the sea;
It’s too cold to endure,
so I’ll stay on the shore,
a choice of which I agree.
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