my Monterey, Snort,
built in 1930s when the name
meant a shot of whiskey.
how sweet our time together.
how i patched you
and worked to make you right.
thank you, Morgan for selling her to me.
i ordered a two cylinder, 900 pound diesel engine
from China. it came to the boat yard in Sausalito.
i put it in. a pal set it straight in the boat.
and i hooked the mechanical and electrical.
i can taste the salt water breeze of the Pacific
when i think of it.
oh, we had our tine running in the bay
and on the ocean.
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hurray.
for the fiftieth anniversary of the Oakland bay bridge
i took my 28 foot old wooden sloop Navigator,
my nautical wood working friend Mike and Meri
and along with over a thousand other boats
on a black windless night
packed close like sardines a tin i heard them hitting each other.
managing in the thick of music, lights and celebration
we had a fine rime and got home without a nick.
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