The sails were adjusted,
The rudders were checked,
The yachts were cleaned,
The mast was steered.

The rowers lined up,
Their faces laced with grins,
Dressed in colorful spandex,
The race was about to begin.

And then the horn was blown,
The boats sailed in seam,
The scullers went ahead with pace,
Consonance of oars were at extreme.

Such was the elegance,
The regatta race brought,
Spectators came in abundance,
In stripped blazers, dresses and polka shorts.

The race taught me a great deal,
Many lessons I had accrue,
Discipline, grace and grit to win,
Are just to mention a few.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

5 thoughts on “The Regatta Race

  1. wow..there is always something to learn from.. its how we perceive is what matters. Beautifully put runic incantations of an exotic mind. I so want to hijack all your thoughts. LoL..
    Keep the ink flowing:) you still remain my favorite.omg.lol

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