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Twenty kilometers out from shore. The day was magnificent, seagulls galore. To fill our pails, we were wishing, It was to be a leisurely day of fishing. The weather forecast was never right. It reported gale force winds in sight. It took some convincing to bother to look. Always wrong so the chance we took. The fishing proved to be unreal. Although gusty, no danger to feel. Though the sea became quite rough. We didn’t want to admit we had enough. Soon the wind’s billowing was immense. The wave’s lashing spray was intense. The boat was rocking, we felt the onslaught. The boat lifted as each wave was caught. Mercilessly our boat was thrown about. Continuously buried trying to tip us out. Undulating as if on a roller coaster ride. The sea most certainly wasn’t on our side. Holding on as waves crashed leaving foam. Praying we would once again see our home. Awaiting grim death, we knew was near. Desperate to have courage to dispel all fear. The wind felt like a hurricane wielding powers. Losing strength, we held on courageously for hours. Like an almighty cauldron, stirred by the sea. Pounded endlessly, the waves offered no mercy. All our equipment gone, and we had lost our catch. The evil wind eased, seemed we proved a match. It had ceased as fast as the dreadful gale appeared. Both miraculously alive, for home we steered. Dragging the boat up onto the beach. We were both too weak even for speech. Sitting, happy to see a very familiar sight. In our house’s window the lampshade light. We learned an expensive lesson today. Weather forecast warnings we will obey. That old hurricane nearly beat us. My grandchildren came running to greet us.

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Date: 9/2/2023 4:15:00 AM
After a rurbulent voyage, when the vessel steers clear and reaches the port, what great relief one would feel ! From this bitter experience, you have learnt a valuable lesson not to slight the predictions and forecasts.You have so ingeniously threaded the three key words into the fabric of your poem. Cingratulations on your first place win deat SV.
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Date: 9/2/2023 4:30:00 AM
As always you are too kind. Thank you dear friend. Your comments are blessing.
Date: 9/1/2023 5:09:00 PM
SV, Congratulations on winning my contest with your beautifully written poem. Your poem is filled with deep thoughts and vivid descriptions, which brings the imagery to life.
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Date: 9/1/2023 5:50:00 PM
I am sorry it wasn't a better creative composition for your contest. I wont let that happen again. Thank you for your kind words.
Date: 8/7/2023 4:33:00 PM
A wonderful weaving of the three contest words...a nice tale that would last generations!
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Date: 8/15/2023 1:29:00 PM
Thank you David

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