Passing his Eye

As his intuition

and you must know by now

that this is a story about intuition

the doors became open windows

with ornate carved keystones directly

and a fathom above the sill

because it was said

that in another life

a sailor forced ashore

off a galant and fast schooner

with a full set of sails

and cargo of Rum in its hold

onto some driftwood beach of seals

and cormorants skimming the surf

while some said a pirate

but none is certain that

the halyard let go and

the line whipping past his eye

while standing at the helm

which pulled and then jerked

rising once on a great crest of a wave

white spindrift splitting the forward mast

from nine points off the port bow

never to rise again.