Free Expression

Today, I have the strong impression
That we need to fight repression
So for this little rhyming session
I advocate for free expression.

For these words I will not charge
Revolutionary idea or workaday barge?
An impact small or maybe large?
You will decide, Not Madame Defarge.

These times are ours to close inspect
Forthright decisions over indirect
Ours the wise choices to select
Lest our planet should be wrecked.

(CLMOOC Poetry Port Day 16 – Free Expression)

Stretch

To make a really great catch
Or one among a batch
You’ll need to practice hard
And stretch out to make the snatch.

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(Poetry Port – Day 15 – stretch)

Life's a stretch, so make it fun along the way.

Standing

Small fish in the net
Is the best that we can get
If we’re dry upon the sand,
But we have hopes more grand.

If it is our deepest wish
To haul in the big fish
We must take on the chore,
And sail away from shore.

Once land is out of sight
Sometimes through the night
Real fear is no stranger.
We know there can be danger.

We make good plans to be safe
Though the life vest still may chafe
A slip, a trip, avast, a flip
We’re off the bobbing ship.

Our work is never easy
And we often do get queasy
But now there is black dread
We expect soon to be dead.

Waves rise, splash and smash
And over us they crash
No, this, now, is no joke
As, on thick water, we choke.

Shallow, cold and salty
Our breath becomes faulty
Wet inhale, then sputter
Weak shouts our best utter.

But that is good enough
Real sailors, they are tough
And watch out for each other
Both for sister and for brother.

Our feeble cries are heeded.
Friends know just what is needed
Line thrown, and toss of a ring
A reach, hand grasped, just the thing.

Again upon the solid planks
Blanket wrapped and giving thanks
With some release of honest stress
It’s time to think and reassess.

In spite of all real dangers
We are not alone with strangers
We’re back in our right place
With a refreshed sense of grace

With a shaky rasp and shudder,
Grab tight again the rudder.
A deep breath, perhaps a sob,
Then we’re back to do the job.
Poetry Port Commission for @anna_phd

Today, CREATE!

From yesterday, an increase
Just a tiny little piece
Forward, if you please
At it, we won’t sneeze
Even if you rate
That it won’t be great.

(Submitted as an exemplar of the point)

#CLMOOC (Poetry Port Project – 11 – “create”)
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