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Margarita XXXI

Contributed by ramfire on Saturday, 5th October 2002 @ 02:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

Paloma lay six hundred feet from shore
where anchor holds and waits the morning tide.
Ship carries forty thousand hides or more
and needs to sail to reach the Eastern side.
To double Cape is captain's goal and pride.

Alcalde and Huerra tethered horses at the hide house. They noticed work,
piled up for months, was gone. All was clean and deserted. Ocean smell
was strong; gulls cried sounds looking for food, clouds continued to threaten
rain. Cable's length out, square-rigged La Paloma lay at anchor - spars and
ratlines naked, sails furled, pennant flapping. Men and four-oar were being
lowered to bring then on board. Seamen in white ducks, red and checked shirts,
leaned over the gunwale rubbernecking progress. Some, unmindful of weather
lounged upon the forecastle smoking, talking or mending clothes. Yesterday,
after weeks of back breaking work transferring cargo from shore to ship, hold had
been finally filled with forty thousand hides needed to sail. Crew could be excused
for indolence on grounds it was Sunday and they'd earned a rest. Captain Thompson
welcomed Don Hernandez and Huerra on board. "Good day to you, sir. I hope the
weather's not too much for you."
"Not at all, Captain. How are things here?"
"Shipshape and ready to sail when you give the word."

Copyright © ramfire ... [ 2002-10-05 14:00:00]
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Re: Margarita XXXI (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Thursday, 25th November 2004 @ 06:45:23 PM AEST
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very creative and interesting.

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