To the anthem of the waves
we sailed the western winds;
time not measured by the days
but by our countless sins,
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Captain, my Captain, I have fallen in love with those first 4 lines, they have such rhythm and such flow that I had to pause and read them over and over [I must admit to an envy because I would like my writing to have such innate unforced inner rhythm and glow]- - To the anthem of the waves we sailed the western winds; time not measured by the days but by our countless sins, - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Then that last stanza bowls me over, again with the rhythm and the flow. In all these stanzas there is such perfect word choice- -weighty words that seem just right for the age and the scene. I am definitely intrigued! ! ! And impressed. 10+++++++++++++++++
Susan, thank you for your most generous comment. Ah! The Malevolent's maiden voyage, a sight for dead eyes!
Captivating as always, good Captain! You weave a fine tapestry, indeed. Each line traced in skillful composition, satisfying every lover of choice words, of savory yarns, and of eminent poetry. Carry on, good sir, and we will be sure to follow you to the far horizon of your adventures.
WOWWooww...Captain, wonderful and beautifully done...from beggining to the end, love it how you narrated it, the way the story goes like wave in the ocean bring the ship from here to there, move along with wind, , , , i love this
As always Soul, you support me on my many voyages and adventures. Thank you, dear friend.
Outstanding work....thank u