The Little Boat
by Belinda Roddie
The little boat had settled on the beach,
and two small sailors scurried from its hull,
their faces red, sweat threatening to bleach
the pure white of their caps. I braved the cold
and the wind and walked over to them as
they tried to tie their ship down to the sand.
I greeted them and said that I was glad
to help them, but one sailor raised his hand
and hissed like a cat. Right before my eyes,
the two changed into creatures with big horns
and even longer claws. I let out cries
of terror and took off along the shore.
They did not follow me. I saw them take
their boat back to the sea right at daybreak.