With A Heave And A Ho

She watched from the shore
He reluctantly checked, on the tide
Then cast off, harbour side
Wasn't sure, what's in store
His hopes woe betide

In no time at all
Found himself set adrift, on high Seas
With no clear, expertise
All that ebb, and the flow
Gave a sense of unease

With a Heave, and a Ho
And it's off to the unknown
The sea will not rest
In search of the dead man's chest

In a moment of calm
He thought that perhaps, a Mermaid
Might appear, and persuade
Him to go, swim below
To the home that she made

But something was wrong
He saw shivers of Sharks, passing by
As gulls circled the sky
At the helm, overwhelmed
There's no way to deny

With a Heave, and a Ho
And it's off to the unknown
The sea will not rest
In search of the dead man's chest
The boat is on fire
He stared into the horizon
The boat is on fire
Conscious the smoke was rising up, in the sky
He felt sure he's seen something like this before
Maybe deep, in a dream
Or a naively constructed song metaphor
But what, could it mean? What, could it mean?

Somewhat concerned
As he felt the fierce heat, on his shoulder
His feet, getting colder
The water, seeped in
The mast it did smoulder

Alone on the deck
With the certainty of King Canute
His achievements acute
Now to sink, in the drink
With a final salute

With a Heave, and a Ho
And it's off to the unknown
The sea will not rest
A pain in his chest
With a Heave, and a Ho
And it's off to the unknown
The sea will not rest
In search of the dead man's chest