Zim Zum

 Zim Zum

A gift for King Neptune

In request of smooth sailing

A silver coin offered

Cast in the water

In the slip Zim Zum lay 

Launched first time as Zim Zum

Newly christened as Zim Zum

Fourteen foot sloop rig

With a good amount of sail

A boy, dad, and grandpa

Raised up the tall mast

Bent on the mainsail 

To catch Zim Zum’s first wind

At first we’re becalmed

Not a breeze

Not a breath

Not a whisper of wind

Then the silver coin offered

Caught the King’s attention

Commanded Aeolus

The wind god Aeolus

To give us some air

From the west up the channel

Cat’s paws on the water

A good breeze had come up

And filled our mainsail

Crossed the channel from Doty

On a broad reach we crossed it

Reached the buoys and marina

Off Riverside Park

Then came about downwind

Catching it downwind

Running free to our launch slip

First sail a success!