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Adventurous Words
I was a boy in love with adventure books
Pirates cowboys explorers warriors
Resiliently on disasters’ edge
Sailors forever going down to the sea
In a place with little resemblance
To the New Bedford I knew
But the courage still there
As the fisherman took their boats
Out of the harbor to ride out the hurricane
That took the roof off the church
As I sat in a window across the street
On their return I listened closely
To understand Newfoundland’s cadence
As they sat in Aunt Charlotte’s living room
Above the grocery store she owned
Where the Captain bought supplies
For the next Georgia’s Bank trip
Laughing voices described waves
That could easily have swamped them
- Clayton Medeiros's Shared Poems
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