Keith Brokenshire

The Tide Has Turned - Poem by Keith Brokenshire

Raise a glass, a mug the cup.

Eight one down, doom and gloom.

Backs against the walls

The call goes out not for Cook, Shackleton or Drake

But the golden boy, Sir Ben Ainslie.

One of Cornwall’s finest

The master tactician

Reader of winds.

A tweak here, a gibe there.

Knots gained a new wave washes over the team.

The tide has turned.

It all black for the Kiwis

Defeated to the last.

Sir Ben Ainslie savour of the USA Oracle team.

He masterminded the greatest turnaround of modern sports.

Winner of the America’s Cup.

Raise a glass, a mug, the Cup

Let’s hope he can bring it home!

27/09/13 Devon

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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