August 6, 2008
By Lauren Detweiler, Goshen, IN

All hands on deck
They run and they run
Ropes flying
Voices blaring,
Trying to keep moving.

The waves
are pumping
and thumping in time
to the beat
of their hearts
to the howl
of the wind
The flag goes up
and flaps at the stars

The boat is rocking
and speeding
through the water
it can't be slowed
it can't be controlled

Lanterns bobbing
Headaches throbbing

The women rush about
they are strong
strong as men

They raise the mast
it vibrates in the wind
They think
they're succeding
But the boat is sinking
Filling with water
it can't be slowed
it can't be controlled

Abandon ship!
But there is nothing
to abandon to
All is black abyss

Down she goes.

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This article has 3 comments.

IndigoWoman said...
on Aug. 23 2008 at 1:25 pm
This is amazing writing! The way you describe every detail...I feel that I am there.

Grams said...
on Aug. 22 2008 at 7:41 pm
This is not only exciting...it is excellent. Thank you for sharing it. We want more!!

ter attack said...
on Aug. 21 2008 at 7:53 pm
Wow! Love the descriptiveness, also love the dark ending. So proud of you!!!!

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