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In My Fragile Little Ship
In my fragile little ship, I sail sail, In the tempestuous sea of life, vast, Studying the stagnant winds in detail, Gliding up slowly with a lofty mast. Facing strong winds my ship starts from the clast, And trials of life - tides - ensue without fail; Dodging life's pressures, to doldrums outlast, In my fragile little ship, I sail sail. In moments when thunderstorms and harsh gale Fill my life with gloom and leave me aghast, Steer ahead with cheer: my goal will entail, In the tempestuous sea of life, vast. At times, harsh heartless words a shadow cast Over peace; grief grips tight in life's travails; Through unloving currents, I sail sail fast, Studying the stagnant winds in detail. When hassles and tussles of life prevail, And gloomy events haunt me from the past, Amidst the dismal darkness I sail sail, Gliding up slowly with a lofty mast. To flow with the rhythms of life, till the last, My ship is all set, though a little frail, The tides may be high or low in contrast; Bouncing in and out of waves, I sail sail, In my fragile little ship... Date: 03/04/2021 Submitted for: Life's Struggles - Any Form - Poetry Contest Sponsor: Constance La France Rondeau Redouble Modified Syllables: 10 syllables each line, except last line
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