Keith Polette

At Sea

Lying on the sea floor,
able to breathe water,
I look up and see the moon
sailing over me, a few sailors
leaning over its taffrail,
gazing downward,
their eyes bright as stars,
and I wonder
whether I should ever
need to rise from this
silent world so dimly lit
from above..

Keith Polette has returned to writing poetry after many years. He is grateful that many of his recent poems have been accepted by journals, both print and online.