Tuesday, 7 March 2023 // Full Moon Dogs
Walking like a drunken sailor under the moon sea legs have me rolling in my sleep A stable bed rolling like my coffin berth Finally come ashore
Strange dogs bark sniff lie at my feet Full moon dogs Full moon dogs go back to sleep At 4:25 in the morning
Full moon dogs come lie by my feet Act like they’ve known me forever Put their paws on my feet new friend Palms rustle and dog shows his belly and balls
I’m one of them A full moon dog Cockerels crow Back to bed sailor
[This after two weeks at sea, from Honolulu to Kiritimati, under 30+ kn winds (gale force), and 20+ foot seas. Wobbled when I walked on dry land for a week.]