The Regatta Poem by VICTORIA HEIM

The Regatta



Awake to a morning mist.
We go down to the boathouse.
There is the beautiful shell.
Rowers have a unique camaraderie.
The coxswain is a miniature coach.
They enjoy a special mystique.
Becoming the voice of reason,
they create the belief
the team will always
go onward to each victory.
The Regatta
is a most prestigious sport.
It becomes
poetry in motion.
After each win,
The coxswain is tossed into
the victorious waters.

Friday, September 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: sports
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