MARCH SAILING
It started out a lovely day
March breezes softly blew.
I pulled my sailboat to the
lake
my wife the only crew.
But as we launched, clouds
drifted in
cool wind began to gust.
It was my crewmate’s first
assist
some training was a must.
My boat was small with open
hull
no keel, just centerboard.
I turned her bow into the
wind
set sail and ran from shore.
She heeled to starboard on a
reach
my wife was seated there.
The gunnels touched the water
line
her eyes were wide with fear.
The water finally breached
the side
and roused her from the
trance.
She crossed the hull and
glared at me
with malice in her glance.
I took the hint and made for
port
riding with the wind.
I’d have to find another crew
or sail alone again.
Dennis Price
