Water smashing and dashing
and thrashing the raft
One more hit,
and there’ll be no more craft.
Rocks crash the bow
And then bash the aft.
To enjoy this sport,
you must truly be daft.
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I’m really more of a landlubber.
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If you’d rather skip the adrenaline rush of white water rafting and instead enjoy a calm sunset at the beach, then consider purchasing this peaceful Lighthouse painting.
This oil on canvas Lighthouse painting and many other fine gifts are available from my shop at L Bowman Studios.
The Adventures of Bitey Dog 
I have been white water rafting and it was so fun…when I was 19! Now I would pay for it for weeks.
The most I’ve done in real life was canoeing. Like you said, if were to try it now, I would pay for it for weeks!
Landlubbers be smart! 😉
Great and fun poem!!! 🙂
Eons ago, we lived where we could’ve went white water rafting…but never got a chance to try it.
Now we be too well-seasoned to even try. 🙂
Dry-(((HUGS))) to you!!! ❤️ 😀
Dry-PATS and RUBS to Toby!!! ❤️ 😀
Well-seasoned…I like that! 😆
I don’t like the word “old”! 😉
How about “gold”? Perhaps you are golden! 😊
🙂
I like your poetry Tuesday poem. You are quite the wordsmith.
I am the student. You are the master!