Occasionally, steadfast MITA member Jim Owen submits his clever poetry to Tales of the Trail. Here are two of his most recent works – short poems inspired by a trip to Warren Island State Park in Penobscot Bay.
Overnight on my sailboat,
Waking up to fog,
Grey, cool, enveloping…
Somewhere out there,
Crows are calling to each other,
Nothing to be seen,
Just a ghost ship out of the past,
The schooner anchored close by.
Mosquito netting fore and aft,
What a marvelous invention,
Keeping mosquitoes out of my boat,
Away from me,
And safe from an irritated slap
Sending them on to their next
Photo: Jay Stormer