Yesterday, we sailed
Out of the insignificant, protected waters of Mill Basin
Under the Belt Parkway’s only draw bridge
Into the deceptively calm Jamaica Bay
Tacking south through the waters of refuge
One of only three sailboats in sight
A southerly wind powered a port tack
West, under the Marine Parkway Bridge
Out past
Rockaway
Inlet to the south
Coney
Island to the north
To where we flirted with thirty footers
And cargo ships in Ambrose Channel
Caressed by wind
Kissed by sun
We reached consensus
“Life does not get any better than this”
A steady five to ten knot breeze
Under sail upon open water
Rum waiting for an end of day toast
JEH
8/27/2012
