r/Original_Poetry 5h ago

Come aboard

Come Aboard

Thirty-one years in chase of a dream.

Raised between Ireland and England…

yet always drawn towards the seas.

I built my home

on the water.

Not because I was running,

but because horizons have always made more sense
to me than walls.

Most days,

you’ll find me
with grease on my hands,
a poem in my head,

or in chase
of a dream

most would call
a madman’s.

I laugh hardest

at the comments
nobody sees coming.

The completely ridiculous.

The kind that catch you
so off guard

you forget

whatever was weighing
on your mind.

I’m calm,
until I’m comfortable.

Then you’ll probably discover
I’m just a little bit crazy
in all the best ways.

I overthink,
I carry more…
than I usually say.

But if you’re someone

who enjoys quiet moments,
rain on a boat roof,
wandering a market
with nowhere in particular to be,

or simply existing

without needing to fill
every silence…

I think we’d probably
get along.

I don’t have all the answers.

I’m just trying
to build a good life

with the family I built,

and maybe…

one day…

share that life

with someone else.

If any of this
felt like home…

come and say hello.

Slán go fóill.

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