At The Quay Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
At The Quay
R-ide like the howling wind
O-n a wave of popularity
W-ill make one drown
E-ven in the shallow sea.
N-ight sail in the deep ocean at the threat of the coming storm
A-llows one to feel the peril, so do the lizard, snake, and worm.
M-onth of cold December
O-n twenty-second break of day;
I-ncoming dangerous surge,
N-emesis and risk don't arrive
A-t the quay.
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4/23/2024 7:33:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Even in the shallow sea! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.