Susan Woodrow Poet Verse

Rudder Chaos

Rig, 
up-draped, 
driven eerily… 

Riveted, 
clouds hold, 
ashen orb staring…
Ghostly galleon gallivants 

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(7/7/21: Picture 1 of picture this contest hosted by Joseph May)

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Michael Kalavik August 22, 2021 at 4:54 PM My rudder navigates a quiet corner of chaos. Lol. Susan Woodrow August 22, 2021 at 5:09 PM sounds very contained :))

Richard Lamoureux August 8, 2021 at 8:21 AM Clever. ;0) Susan Woodrow August 8, 2021 at 8:42 AM :))

Freddie Robinson Jr. July 25, 2021 at 2:24 AM Very creative poem, Susan. Intellectually challenging. Love and more love always. Susan Woodrow July 26, 2021 at 1:10 PM thank you Freddie :)

Jan Allison July 18, 2021 at 5:33 PM Excellent ink and I love the title Susan, many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx Susan Woodrow July 18, 2021 at 8:45 PM thanks Jan :)

Joseph May July 14, 2021 at 6:45 AM Wonderful write Susan, Congrats on your win Susan Woodrow July 15, 2021 at 1:11 PM thank you for hosting :)

Harry Horsman July 9, 2021 at 11:33 PM I've done 3 Susan, nearly tried this one, glad i didn't this is a beauty, will do very well i'm sure. Susan Woodrow July 10, 2021 at 1:55 PM Hi Harry, thank you! I tried to do the city pic but it wouldn't move past the third line so I opted for the pic that suited my title best :)