The Storm

For my creative writing class I was set the task of composing a pantoum poem. I had never heard of this form before but believe it is a form of poetry from Malaysia. I thought of a storm and the similarity to the situation we are all in at the present time.

The Storm

From the east the wind blows strong

Waves are high and length is long

The ship shakes, shudders and groans 

Engine races, slows and gives a moan.

Waves are high and length is long

Climbing the wave up to the crown

Engine races, slows and gives a moan

Fall like a lift plunging down and down.

Climbing the wave up to the crown

Water crashing over the rails and bow

Fall like a lift plunging down down

The angry sea smashing the prow

Onward onward we go praying for calm

The ship shakes shudders and groans

Fighting the waves and the boiling sea

From east the wind blows strong.

Now with the vaccine we maybe sailing into calmer waters.