Davits In the Wind
The davits on a ship
By April Denise StuartPublished 3 months ago • Updated 3 months ago • 1 min read
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The boats sway in the wind,
Time and again,
They are suspended from davits,
They are on both sides of the ship,
When you sail,
It is a nice trip,
The cargo will rise,
With a lift,
There's a lifeboat,
When things are not afloat,
They lower,
They raise,
Often with me giving a gaze,
The winds blow each and every day,
The boats and cargo sway,
The ship is docked,
The winds fierce,
The davits hold them,
The sails never pierce,
We look out to sea,
Breathing air,
So pure and free,
Next sail trip,
Take at most,
Think of these pair of posts.
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April Denise Stuart
I have been writing for awhile and love to share my writing with others. I enjoy writing about Virginia as well as miscellaneous topics.
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Your poetry is refreshing!
Fantastic!!! Loving it!!!♥️♥️💕