{"id":4987,"date":"2021-07-24T08:54:00","date_gmt":"2021-07-24T07:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4987"},"modified":"2021-07-24T08:54:00","modified_gmt":"2021-07-24T07:54:00","slug":"waves-neath-keel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/waves-neath-keel\/","title":{"rendered":"Waves Neath Keel"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Looking<\/a>
Looking out from Nora Bheag as another Galway Hooker sails by<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Waves neath keel toss boat up and down
\nWind filled sails power her forward…
\nTo tack the tiller to port is turned
\nTo crew as instruction is given the word.<\/p>\n

As one sheets pulled in the former working let out
\nBoom swings over, wind fills the sails again
\nNow, as in centuries long long ago
\nThese waters were sailed by boatmen…<\/p>\n

But motors power the boats at the lobsterpots,
\nWhere technology through necessity has won,
\nLike horses, the sailboats are around still
\nA living history enjoyed with a sense of fun.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Waves neath keel toss boat up and down Wind filled sails power her forward… To tack the tiller to port is turned To crew as instruction is given the word. As one sheets pulled in the former working let out Boom swings over, wind fills the sails again Now, as …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[54],"tags":[4429,2521,4431,4433,4430,4426,4434,4432,4124,4435,4427,4428],"class_list":["post-4987","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ireland","tag-galway-bay","tag-galway-hooker","tag-galway-poems","tag-poem-about-sailboat","tag-poems-about-galway","tag-poems-on-boats","tag-sailboat-poem","tag-sailboats","tag-sailing","tag-sailing-poem","tag-sailing-poems","tag-sailing-verse","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1ir","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2398,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/white-sails-on-the-claddagh\/","url_meta":{"origin":4987,"position":0},"title":"White Sails on the Claddagh","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"3rd November 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"White sails on the Claddagh Sail out neath grey skies Red sails of the Hookers Fished there in days gone by White cottages, since knocked Once proud there did stand Neither English or Irish They told each armies Command. 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