Friday, July 21, 2017

An Outbreak of Sea Fever

I must go down to the bins again, to the lonely bins by the shed,
Where a genius friend nails sky-tall tasks, a foil hat on his head,
While an engineer with square and tape, his briar pipe inching smoke,
Sees badgers jape in tights and cape, hiding things they've broke.

I must call in on Abbey soon, and bring her back for tea,
With sausage rolls and über-eclairs, plus a slice of 'za for me,
While a big black bear, his pinkie raised, and an elephant in a coat,
Scold a scoundrel lion in stolen tie, as he shares an anecdote.

I must be lucky in this life, to be right here right now,
Surrounded by the best of folk, and never knowing how,
For all I ask is a comfy seat, and the company of good friends,
And all the pizza I can eat, until this fine day ends.


This blog entry is protected by copyright © Indigo Roth, 2009-2017
With apologies to John Masefield (1878 – 1967)


  1. There's nothing finer than time spent with old friends!

    1. I quite agree, and it's the main reason I'm looking forward so much to being BACK!

  2. Hari om
    Well hello there...and agreed! YAM xx

  3. Welcome back - and what a lovely post :)

    1. Thanks Z, it's a rerun *sssh* but new material will arrive soon =)

  4. So glad to see a post from you. I think Masefield would approve of your poem, by the way :)

    1. Well, that's a kind thought, thank you. And yes, it's good to be here =)

  5. Replies
    1. Thanks, m'dear! Lovely to see you =) I've been trying to call, give me a shout! Roth x

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