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"Hope's Hose" Hope's Hose O captain, my captain, O when will you be done? I wish to weigh your words, But lord, these weigh a ton! O captain, my captain, You've said it's time I faced My service in Iraq Was worse than just a waste. O captain, my captain, You've made it clear to see That since I've gotten rich You have no use for me. O captain, my captain Your words are like a gale; Do not you have a few To puff my little sail? O Captain, my captain, You've truly won my vote; You gave the gift of hope To keep my ship afloat. O captain, my captain, You give with open hand; My thanks! My heartfelt thanks, I'll serve at your command. O captain, my captain, Please stop! You'll sink my tub! O captain, hold the hope! O stop! O gargle! Glub! Walter Donway has published a new book of poetry entitled, Touched By Its Rays, with poetry that in the classical English and American traditions, with meter, rhyme, clarity, beauty, and story-telling power. On his Web site TouchedByItsRays, Walter publishes new poems, essays on the craft of poetry, and a section of verse satirizing the morning news and election-season folly--from which "Hope's Hose" was taken.
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