#1
the ship turns
maneuvers to
a broadside
exposed
portside
each gun fires at will
searching for
the blow to
end the battle
#2
she's a warship
a feminine killer
languid on gentle blue
ready to snort
pungent clouds
of hot metal
deadly flowers
to greet her
adversary
©Eusebeia Philos 2013
These two micro-poems were initially written as tweets while visiting a Tall Ships festival on the Great Lakes. A naval battle enactment was part of the festivities. I ran out of characters and could not include the hashtag #TallShips. So, here they reside.
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