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.
One:
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.
Two:
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
Incarnation.
Photo: Jay Stormer
