Not drowning

I see
a red sea
a blue sea
a pea green boat,
not a feline nor fowl in sight.

could be the red sea’s the dead sea
and the blue’s in my eyes,
might be that I’m drunk and
some say, no surprise.

Davy Jones
that old bag of bones
has riches beyond compare
I sent him a begging C-mail,
Sea-mail, E-mail
asking if he would share.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.