Shipping forecast

Poem for day 9 NaPoWriMo

I like time to pass late at night 
When the streets keep silent and the lights come on 
Under a dark sky I meet the quiet

A listen to the shipping forecast, 
pretend I hear the sea around me
Waves won’t storm, no Odysseus tied at the mast.

Only sound now is poetic Capes Trafalgar
Patiently they watch the stars above
Treading the sphere of unrequited l…