Cold Sailing Poem by Steven Federle

Cold Sailing



Waves enfold waves.
With rolling swell
we rise and fall.

Through deafening static
of storm-struck air
I hear the rigging’s
ringing fear

as under the bridge
titanic ships
plow darker paths
through
shadowed bay.

With sails engorged,
swiftly
we fly away!

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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