by Julie George, 2012
(for Don Fischer and Tom George)
What urge rises up from the depths of his soul,
to spur a sane man into building a boat?
A design made of wood to float on the big lake,
no toy for the mantle over which he might gloat.
It could be his friend who has built one already
who stirs the desire to start buying wood.
Who says, “You can do it, just give it a try,
I know you will make a boat sturdy and good.”
Mixed up with cursing, and prayers quite a few,
wood, nails and glue and a good set of plans,
man cuts and he carves, bends stubborn wood,
joins pieces together with strong, plucky hands.
And then, if he’s lucky, his friend will stand by,
give him advice and a hand with the boat;
share fussing and worry on launching day…
sigh with relief, when the darn thing’s afloat.
It’s best not to wonder why a man builds a boat
or why a friend offers to lend him a hand.
It’s part of the stuff from which good men are made
the boat and the friendship–become something grand.
4 Responses to Why A Man Builds a Boat
Wonderful comments everyone! Great poem Julie–looks like this one really struck a chord…
Loved the George boat-building poem.
I recall my recent efforts , helping my friend build Sabatina, in that cold Maine garage of his. An exciting and bonding experience for both of us.
Thanks so much for the lovely presentation of the boats, the guys and my little poem. A thrill for me. Lots of fun all around.
Sincerely
Julie George
Muskegon, MI
thank you for the new year