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Written 21 January 2026 for Tempest Poetry Contest of Robert James Liguori

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A Tempest


                                               The sky turns dark, a sudden, heavy grey,
                                            Wild winds warble their mournful, rising cry,
                                                The sea awakes to churn in wild dismay
                                                As clouds like angry galleons drift high.

                                             The rain spreads  in shrill sheets upon the mast,
                                                A chilling curtain curled across the light,
                                              The sturdy ship struggles hard to hold fast
                                                    From the fury of the ferocious night.

                                              Each wild wave, a mountain capped with foam
                                              That crashes down with thunderous command,
                                                   The sailor yearns to reach his distant home,
                                                       And feel the solid comfort of the land.

                                                     But even a tempest sways to an end
                                             As peace returns, when wild winds no more bend.
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