Ronovan writes #Decima challenge #41 A chilling voyage.

Through freezing wind and stinging hail

the deckhands in their jackets blue.

The Captain, mate and boatswain too

watch rain-lashed sailors fighting sails

as they dance in the Arctic gale.

Clouds clear as the night grows dimmer,

frost on canvas starts to shimmer

the ship now settles on her course

on passage to the frozen North,

following the pale moon’s glimmer.

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