but for what crime?

what great offence?

surely your mere breath did not cease the wind

—it still blows

propelling the ship ever forward

surely not your words

—though they did sting;

mosquitos biting flesh

but, they were brushed away

were they not?

did your thoughts violate

some basic law?

did you pollute the sea

with your reality?


Poseidon’s watery domain

is still flowing

—waves still crashing

did your very existence offend?

Yes—That must be it

people despise

what they do not understand

the punishment

doesn’t always

fit the crime

~Melanie Thomason






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7 responses to “keelhauled

  1. You are on fire. One after another. The last 5 lines are wonderful and should be on a T-shirt for everyone to see. I love it.

  2. Keelhauled. I had to look this up – thanx for my MW. I know what a keel is and a haul – very clevet piece.

  3. nokindofmagic

    At some point I realised I was reading it over and over, sometimes one line a couple of times and then moving to another. And every time I was like a scared rabbit, trying to dodge words…

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