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[title] => North Atlantic Steel Greyhound
[time] => 2008-11-20 11:46:02
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[bodytext] => In my steel cocoon, tightly strapped, Out of my sleep by revelry snapped. Eyes open listening to my universe, Back into sleep I want to submerse. Sounds of a warship at sea, penetrate my fog, Steel creaking; hatch banging, for want of a dog. Up ladders, up passage ways, almost to the bridge, Into the light, the sea presents a savage image. Rigging, antennas, and halyards the wind makes scream, From signal halyards, flags violently stream. Out of shelter, one hand for the ship, one hand for me, The wind across the deck wails like a banshee. The expansion joints creak, and slide in a way extreme I watch the water rush over the deck,abaft the beam Deck heels over, starboard and larboard to forty five degrees, Leaning in the trough, ships bell rings, her response to the furies. The helmsman fights waves and the rudder, While over the bow crashes another soaker. To the bridge wing I go to look over the bulwark, As giant waves crash over bow and she does not shirk. Plowing through each wave, water down her decks cascades, Waves coming one after another, like a marching brigade. A thousand freezing needles my face stinging, The spray like ice as each wave comes winging. I love a storm, laugh in the sea’s face when it is not at its calmest, Far below, the less hardy, give Davy Jones their breakfast. This greyhound, this destroyer, sea and wave will fight, Shaking the sea from her head, keeping all within alright. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 43 [informant] => gmcse8 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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