243. Sestina: Give a try to writing a sestina poem.
Oh. My. What the heck is this poem form. 😭
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The waters rise high each day
So we must go out in our boat
And sail on calm or rainy seas
For every human heart must know
That life is a thing to be rough
And never will the waters be smooth
The going is never smooth
Whether you sail night or day
I promise the weather is rough
But climb in your boat
Because I hope you know
That worthy are these seas
They are the mysterious seas
But stay away from the smooth
The paths are worthless, you know
And not for the time of day
Navigate the little boat
Toward that which is rough
"I shall sail upon the rough"
Swear the promise on the seas
Anchor your heart to the boat
Say farewell to what's smooth
Quickly will go by the days
Even quicker than you'll know
The skies toss and I don't know
If ever I can survive rough
I hide at night, I hide at day
From the turmoil in me and the sea
I wish I had taken the easy smooth
But toward hard did I lead my boat
I clung to the boat
In my heart I did know
The nowhere led the smooth
As good as going the rough
And as sun becalms the sea
I'll glad for the the day
Each day in this boat
Chasing the sea I did know
That rough leads to good, not smooth
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Please never make me write a senstina again.
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