A Captain's Hand

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RJMasters
RJMasters
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Eyes of aged wisdom
Feet firmly planted
Breath calm
Focused

His hands tingle as he grips the keel
A confident touch applied
To guide
Control

Moisture in the air
An evil whispered wind
Storm approaching
Need
Want
Desire

He strokes the keel lovingly
Turns her into the wind
Testing Courage
Whispered confidence
Trusting
Yielding

Waves rising higher
Rain begins to pour
He holds the course steady
He rides her…he rides her….and rides her more

Wind and wave crash and dance
Against her bow
The ship groans under the strain
Through pleasure and pain
Too much
Too much
More

Anchor cut free
Day light approaches
Relaxing in his grip
Storm gives way to calm

Eyes of aged wisdom
Feet firmly planted
Breath calm
Focused

Controlled

Dominated

Peace

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LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Quite a metaphor

Riding her through the storm...

A Desert RoseA Desert Roseover 19 years ago
Inspired

Very nice and congratulations.

postobitumpostobitumover 19 years ago
Wow

Very clever, I love the seamless dual images, nicely done!

tungtied2utungtied2uover 19 years ago
Your poem is mentioned

in Sunday's New Poems Review

irishcatsmeowirishcatsmeowover 19 years ago
Great metaphor...

after the first stanza, i wasn't thinking about you controlling a ship. Captivating images.

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