My story started when my will
decided it would have its way.
A pleasure boat I bought that day.
I fixed it up with dreams until
I felt my future fatten, fill.
Then came more sin. Then came more fear.
The promised shores did not appear.
I struggled, fought against the knot
that held me sinking with my yacht.
It’s only by God’s grace I’m here.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “knot” to be used in the D line of a décima for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge with rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC.