
THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Slow Drag with Branches of Pine” by Ama Codjoe: winding, holding, looking, face, combs, river, sing, breeze, drag, creak, sway, cheek
As the boat sway with the breeze
Sailing the river, singing a song
Looking at your face with ease
Of winding streams and all the trees
Dragging the past which is wrong
As the boat sway with the breeze
Holding hands making appease
Creak the floorboards and sound of gong
Looking at your face with ease
Giving each other a squeeze
Cheek to cheek we both belong
As the boat sway with the breeze
Combing the river the day we seize
Together we are that strong
Looking at your face with ease
Sailing along that is one of the keys
As long as we do get along
As the boat sway with the breeze
Looking at your face with ease*
(c) ladyleemanila 2022
- A Villanelle
For: http://sundayswhirligig.blogspot.com/2022/06/whirligig-376.html

The joy we share one breezy day
As we walk by the lake we sway
Hand in hand we swing and make jokes
And so not a care in the world
The boat pass by with the sail furled
And as we look up the great oaks
We hope that we will last that long
Our love story in a song
And with all our loves and our hopes**
(c) ladyleemanila 2022
**The Nove Otto

I am sailing on dinghy boat
With a mast powered by the wind
I have fun, hope it stays float
Twenty five knots and a crosswind
Need to learn some racing tactics
The sails, the trim and all the mix
Side to side balance of the boat
An elegant sport to note
I keep sailing until I’m old
Feeling with the wind and water
When everything is in controlled
Singing a song for all drifters
I am sailing across the seas
With the birds up high and the breeze
Sailing is life or death for me
Challenge definitely with glee
(c) ladyleemanila 2018

Today I feel lucky, my friend
A day to myself to spend
Row, row, row my boat, such a thrill
The river flowing up a hill
As I pick up a book to read
A page turner just as I fancied
Love story that is so real
The river flowing up a hill
Wanting to find the how and why
Don’t want to end when they say bye
Could row this boat until Brazil
The river flowing up a hill
Couldn’t wait to see what is next
For I know that life is perplexed
Passing by the moor and the mill
The river flowing up a hill***
(c) ladyleemanila 2018
*** Kyrielle




For: https://alwayswrite.blog/2022/06/29/wqw-24-travel-by-whatever-floats/
5 responses
I enjoyed your quotes and poems…and I love that song
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thank you, Kirstin 🙂
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You’ve got some great pictures and poems, Lady Lee. I think you’ve spent a lot of time on boats. Am I right?
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thank you, Marsha 🙂 I get sea sick when I’m on boats, but sometimes, I have to hehe 🙂 have a great weekend, Marsha ❤
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I suppose I’d get seasick on a boat that was tossing and turning. Most of the boats I go on are too large and in calm waters, so I don’t suffer from that. I went over the boat and down a waterfalls underwater in a life jacket when I was young. I didn’t get sick, but I never did that kind of boating again – river rafting. 🙂
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