Ugly boat
barges it’s flat square bow through the Sunday chop.
Graceless. Unrefined. Boorish.
I marvel at it as we make our way back to its mooring spot.
Windshield-less. Suppository shaped. Struggles to hold a straight course.
Gunwales uncomfortably close to the water line.
Wide yellowed fiberglass deck with neon teal and pink trim.
Underpowered, carbureted old two stroke engine
shrieks like a chainsaw with sinusitis.
Its owner loops a bowline around the dock post
And with a smile reminds me:
Ugly boat’s better’n no boat at all.
