Born and bred on a briny breeze Bouncing and bobbing on the stormy belligerent sea Tramel thought hard about his wonderful wife As he pondered even harder about saving this life Coast Guard brazen and bold sailed, ready to save lives “But back!” the bosun blew as he tried to cast out a line “Over near the bow!” his breath did blow at Tramel, The brackish black water did a drowning man trample Without second thought Tramel dove deep down into the water's darkness The blazing bright beard of the bosun twitched with unrest “Lord in heaven, spare my life!” the drowning doomed denizen did shout Sorrowed sailor Tramel swam the sea without doubt “No life will be lost” the thought lingered in his mind He continued to think. “Savior save your sorrow, his life is mine.” As he pounced and plowed over powerful waves, plunging his hand Heavily heaving and hoping to help this drowning man “I've got him sir!” Tramel's tired and trembling voice did call “Aye aye!” bellowed the bosun, his comrade would not fall The piercing pins of the plowing sea did clinch, Yet Tramel swam firm through falter and flinch He held fast the frayed and failing rope The grip of his heavy hand his only hope Raising the ragged Tramel and man up the starboard side The sea suddenly sullen as the storm did subside The crew crowded and called out for a life had been saved Lifting and loving the Coastie so brave The seething sun scoured away the dark sky This sailor selflessly smiled as he started to cry The man was fortunate an angel was on duty this day “Semper Paratus” Tramel pondered as they ship sailed away
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
A poem inspired by the heroic efforts of the United States Coast Guard. Particularly two twins, my best friends, whom currently serve to save live. This is for you Cyle and Cyrel!
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