Day three’s prompt is a sea shanty http://www.napowrimo.net/2013/04/day-3/ I haven;t done that but have done this.
I cannot carry my love for you across the ocean
Or the right drugs
Or row unevenly on a boat I have constructed in my living room
Out of sturdy hard backs woven together
with the useless finery of my piles of silk scarves
The mast of coathangers and the silly candy striped sheet of mine for a sail
The boat I would carry balanced impossibly on the panniers of my clunking racer
to the canals or the Mersey head where the big ships go
Follow them all the way to your continent and
avoid the cost of flights both monetary and environmental
So that I could give you something more than digital
Fool myself I know the old sailors trick of navigating the stars
That I would not get sidetracked by flickering satellites
Adrift, start dismantling the boat for reading material .