Sailing Lore.

Red sky at night

Sailors’ delight.

Red sky at morning

Sailors take warning.

Red sky at noon

Sailors seek shelter soon.

Red sky over sea

Sailors steer to the lee.

Red sky over land

Sailors make castles of sand.

Red sky all day

Sailors say, “What the hey?”

Red sky at dusk

Sailors play “Tusk”.

Red sky over there

Sailors know it’s five o’clock somewhere.

Red sky turns green

Sailors ask, “Did you see what I just seen?”

When the sky is orange

Sailors argue about what rhymes with that.

10 Comments

  1. Ann Koplow

    Chris blog any time
    Ann finds sublime.

    Reply
    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      Ann dropping in to say hello
      Is one of the best things I know.

      Reply
  2. Moonwatcher51

    Orange you gonna say banana?

    Reply
    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      Something something avocado.

      Reply
  3. Allison Everett

    The boy stood on the burning deck
    Eating peanuts by the peck.
    The captain called; he would not go –
    Because he loved his goobers so!

    Reply
    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      Best poem about Turner’s The Fighting Temerarie ever.

      Reply
  4. Arionis

    I loved this Chris. As a sailor myself I can attest to the fact that no matter what color the sky, it’ always…
    https://www.dropbox.com/s/yad08wxlsy0cumd/2015-03-20%2015.46.43-1.jpg?dl=0

    Reply
    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      Fantastic. I think I’ll rely on that clock as proof that the sun is always above the yardarm somewhere.

      Reply
  5. halfa1000miles

    I love this post. That is all.

    Reply
    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      I’m so glad you dropped anchor here and enjoyed this part of my little port.

      Reply

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