Canvas straining at the demands of the battering gale
Nerves taught, fraught and fighting the urge for flight
The shocking wind, mocking inner anxieties
And silently she screams through poles and pegs
And deep into this restless night
Sheets of driving rain frame the fading scene
Bleating sympathetic tones unto the freezing breeze
Until mist engorges all within her slowly folding arms
And leaves a shattered aftermath in which I count my blessings
And my costs while stood here quite unharmed
6th October 2021
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