The Crew

The Crew

Correct

p

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t

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r

e

a must,

among the seven crew team

who propel this vessel by

means of oars.

Through seaway of Port Darwin,

into transparent l i q u i d

mapped as Timor Sea,

elbows locked straight- quickly -

b

e

n

d

toward chest,

buring SHOUTS in triceps.

Constant rotation of shoulder blades.

Seven oars routinely alternate.

Striving and gliding above the sea,

P-U-S-H D

I

P

forcing currents to let us pass.

Blisters formed and popped

pointer thumb dip connect.

BREATHE.

Don't Stop.

Don't focus on the pain.

In rhythmic unison

Pride, Teamwork, Accomplishment,

Balance

this seaworthy locomotive water train.

Then seaboard

back to Darwin again.

*Thank you for taking the time to read my poem. It's from my experience in Darwin, Australia rowing for the first time. If you enjoyed it, hit the like button. If you would like to help support artists, leave a tip.