William Sinclair Manson's poetry

The waves dashed fiercely bodies tossed heads up all alone a singular vessel like a wild straying pup. Thirteen souls afloat in a wooden sanctuary not knowing were it was going no one knew what day. No food or supplies had been saved just people still in a trance from the old to the young thrown together in circumstance. The ship had sunk days ago the lifeboats went down bar one only one remained intact floating in the blazing sun. One man had taken charge as excitement dulled common sense the female passengers crying no one coming to their defence. He tried to gather order as screams of terror flew this was in desperation from a terrified motley crew. Injured people holding wounds crying with pain others tried to comfort them battered by the rain. For many days they travelled praying they would sight land patience and good fortune witnessed by the slight of hand. Out of all the ships passengers only thirteen would survive starving and half dead lu...

If I was the moon I'd shine on your path take care of the evil give them my wrath. If I was the sea I would carry you for miles protect you from sharks drown in your smiles. If I was God I would forgive all sinners force mankind to love make everyone winners. If I was rich I would buy you flowers give money to the poor with champagne and showers. If I was telepathic I would read your mind root out all your despair and make negativity kind. If I was an insect I would probably be a busy wee ant scrounging and free.. If I was an animal I would like to be a roaring Lion fearing me. If I was a car I would be very fast leaving the dust behind me having a blast. If I was a bird I would soar in the sky enjoy all the views and people passing by. If I was a horse I would run forever then eat hay at night to be proud and clever. If I was a ship I would be on a cruise lap up the sun enjoying the booze! If I was the sun I would shine on all of you...

Icy cold winds battering the sides the drone is trembling as the barge glides. Its our watery home we have known no other never settled on land never needed to bother. Living is simple making a bob or two gliding on canals with our son and you. Fuel increases but we sail away our home on the water better each day. Transporting goods from place to place tons of room loads of space. We wouldn't change this way of living free of stress and so much giving. The barge is our sanctuary may she live on when buildings and land have eventually gone.