“The effect is lovely, Sir,” I said,
“but should you go canoeing
in that tailored three-piece suit?”

The breeze was stiffening,
and dark mackerel clouds
augured rain and rising waves.

“Perhaps a life jacket,” I said,
“or better, safe ashore
with a hot drink?”

He smiled and handed me
his rings and wristwatch.
“You worry too much,” he said.

Like a swan, he slid away
into darkness and distance:


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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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