Sailing Barque (Tyburn)

Reaching

Tacking

Rigging

Sailing

Sailing barque, reaching, tacking upward.

Minding her rigging, sailing onward.

At Journey's End

A glance aft shows black weather
Seas confused by Poseidon's daughter
Off the bow last glimpse of horizon blue
Sightless fury make sails take shape
A few more leagues and she'll clear the point
If all goes well this ship will bear me

Weeks at sea this life has found me
Through calm seas and horrid weather
Pressing to hold our lead at point
Looking to glimpse the keeper's daughter
Following nightly stars of a different shape
Keel steady in the ocean of blue

Spin a yarn to chase the blue
Do I hear boards creaking or me
Scrub daily to keep the decks in shape
Watch the sails as they show some weather
Fancy the tender be the ship's daughter
Steady the helm to keep a compass point

Trace the line from a charted point
Dream of my love dressed in blue
A twin image of a mother's daughter
Remember the day she betrothed me
I'll need to skirt the increasing weather
To make our port in truly good shape

As the storm begins to take shape
The crow cries of a darkening point
There is no escaping this dark weather
No more can I see a sky of blue
This enraged tempest has found me
In the wrath of a king's daughter

Waves breaking over the bowsprit's daughter
Lightning fills the sky with a mocking shape
I can feel death's icy hand on me
Mutinous crew held together at sword's point
Watch the lee or we'll rest in deep blue
Cursing the day we set before the weather

Morning's broken weather quelled a deep blue daughter
Sliding through channels of blue shows a growing shape
Just around that point my love waits for me.

A Tribute to the Clippers

Fleeting Moments

As the morning rises on the harbor, a lone ship can be seen rocking gently to the lullaby of the passive ocean roll. So tranquil is the scene that the only movement that can be noticed is the slow and subtle rising of the mist that surrounds her. With the night watch dozing and the crew sound asleep, the perfect silence is only broken by the occasional slap of the rigging. In a few moments the decks and gangways will be bustling with activity and the harbor coming to its frantic life. But for now, the powerful clipper slumbers quietly in a state rarely experienced by even the saltiest sea dog.

Another Tea Race

With the sails full and crews on edge, another race is at hand. The boards creaking and the rigging taunt, only winning is on every man's thoughts. Gale force winds push ship and sailor to the limit as even the gulls seem to labor to keep pace. As the salty sea sprays on each crew member's face, the famous ribbon awaits at the end of the race. For the winner it will be proudly displayed, and will be challenged for at every race day.

Your Love Protects Me

Today a gale blows and a tempest doest rage,
Poseidon’s wrath borne with menace,
With decks awash and hope lost,
I think of my love so fair,
As the winds plays a mournful tune in the rig,
I remember the calm nights spent,
The warm days and short walks,
Nay, I will not give up,
Batten the hatches, stow the gear, lads!
Hold course, watch the lee and stay fast,I will see my love again this day

Your Love Surrounds Me (Paradelle)

Soft as the wind blows
Soft as the wind blows
Stay close to me heart of love
Stay close to me heart of love
Wind of love blows close to me
Stay soft as the heart

Silently, Secretly, warm my soul
Silently, Secretly, warm my soul
Love so gentle, Love so strange
Love so gentle, Love so strange
So gentle, so strange, secretly love
Silently warm my love soul

Through lofty heights it beckons
Through lofty heights it beckons
Flowing lovingly, soft as a whisper
Flowing lovingly, soft as a whisper
Lovingly flowing through lofty heights
Soft as a whisper it beckons

Lovingly warm my soul
Flowing wind blows silently through lofty heights
Secretly stay close to me
As the heart of love beckons
Love so strange, so gentle
Love it soft as a whisper

Your Love Surrounds Me

Soft as the wind blows

Stay close to me heart of love

Silently, secretly, warm my soul

Love so gentle, Love so strange

Through lofty heights it beckons

Flowing lovingly, soft as a whisper

Sweet essence, pure and comforting

Majestic in rhythm, Mighty in melody

Unflinching in desire, Unfaltering in compassion

Hope eternal wraps my soul

Joy forever lulls my deepest thoughts

In comfort I rest, In peace I stay

You Love surrounds me every day