The Turn of a Knob

[Donald Q.]

The Turn of a Knob

It was the turn of a knob   
that steered my ship west bound     You don't really use a knob to steer a ship?
where the golden queen kisses
her lovers blue skin.    The sun and the sea? 

that steered my ship south bound
It was the crack of the hinges  Ok, is this a metaphor for a door? 
where the white king loses vision
of the cold kingdom he once ruled.  A warmer climate I guess.

It was the sight beyond 
that steered my ship east bound
where the hidden prince is spotted
on top of his desert dunes  

It was the foot in the door  The door metaphor returns, still not sure how it fits with the ship though
that tore my ship in half,
with the north in my sights,
where the lord of truth
holds for only true travelers. 

Those seeking more than the treasures
that arise from discovered lands.
They look past the gold and hold on to the value
of the lessons they learned.  Which are what, exactly? 
So they may become 
masters of their craft.  What craft?

Hi Jason, my analysis of your poem here is focused really on the meaning. You set up a slightly confusing metaphor between door and ship that never really pays off, I'm not sure if it is a reference to some real life mariner, but the ending seems very general, reaching conclusions that the reader has not. That being said, you clearly have a compass based structure in mind, which is an effective start. I think you can make the journey of the poem have a clearer meaning and make sure your metaphor is working the way you want. Furthermore the imagery of kings and queens never really comes to anything specific, rather just seems to have used to make the poem sound grander.