Albatross Poem by Patti Masterman

I won't allow your hopelessness to drown me,
Thin thread of a lifesaver though I seem
Like tales of a fisherman's sea never learned;
Salty rhymes of the port that you can't discern.

Though Siren calls over waves may carry,
Though mermaids seek for a watery lair;
Let the green sea traveler be most wary
Of things too feminine; things too fair.

Whether we're listing port or starboard,
Whether we're tethered aft or fore;
You can't hold on or drag me under
Once you've thrown me overboard.