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Titre du blog : Paul Watson " Carnets de voyage"
Auteur : paulwatson
Date de création : 28-01-2011
 
posté le 23-02-2011 à 00:32:54

WHALE WARS

 

 

 

Sent off by Neptune in Brisbane

In lightening and driving rain

Onboard a famous mermaid fair

To try and make the world aware

 

 

 

 

In Newcastle we stopped for fuel

In preparation for the duel

Then off to Taz and Hobart town

To prepare for another round

 

 

 

 

South we pointed our bow once more

Far from Australia’s secure shore

Looking for any signs of Whalers

The most evil of all sailors

 

 

 

 

Finally through the fog and snows

A whaler emerged through the floes

We attempted to mount a raid

Plans to intercept were then made

 

 

 

 

The boat launched, the crew made ready

Rising seas made things unsteady

The swells rose, the winds increased,

With the snow, temperatures decreased

 

 

 

 

A flying Dutchman did dangle

Andy had the boat to wrangle

Molly had the phone to handle

Eric got his camera angle

 

 

 

 

 

Safety demanded a retreat

Seas of ice and skies of cold sleet

The Yusshin Maru got away

We will get her another day

 

 

 

 

 

The Polar winds trapped us in ice

Threatened to lock us in a vice

Dangerous without an ice class

We had to move or be held fast

 

 

 

 

 

Bow into that ominous mass

Forcing our way the only task

Slowly towards open ocean

Advancing in such slow motion

 

 

 

 

 

Penguins curious watch us pass

This ice will not hold this ship fast

Heaving growlers before us roll

Such ice could take a lethal toll

 

 

 

 

 

House size ice chunks bouncing around

Rolling towards us without sound

Weaving, threading our way through hell

Our thin hull - a vulnerable shell

 

 

 

 

 

Breaking through into heavy swell

Heavy surf ringing our brass bell

Between two frozen walls we cruise

Orcas guide us. We cannot lose

 

 

 

 

 

Sea Shepherd came through mist and snow

As all around grew wondrous cold

As massive icebergs drifted by

Cobalt blue and pearl white do lie

 

 

 

 

Probing treacherous deadly rifts

Staring up at chalky white cliffs

The question is not if but when

We can break through this ice and then

 

 

 

 

Ahead of us upon this course

Killers who suffer no remorse

Life lies ahead for us to save

Keeping gentle giants from the grave

 

 

 

 

This I know and I know it true

On this planet there are so few

Willing to risk all for a whale

This voyage will be an epic tale