The Clipper Race
the wind blew
starboard side
nothing new
for the crew
doldrums came
what a pain
lost some pace
Some gave chase
Ran the Cape
Waves rode high
Read the stars
Race is ours
F/N: I found this form of poetry matched the pace of the poem's subject matter, it is fast and furious and races across the surface of the paper.
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