Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Punishment

Her husband, her brother and she

Are sitting on board of a ship.

Now in a harbor they do be.

She listens as the men do lip

Of how the ship should have set sail,

No matter word of coming storm.

The men curse the crew in detail.

She knows these men's spews are the norm.

There's been so many times she's heard

Her men in heated, harsh debate.

She knows no sense to say a word,

Condemned to suffer such a fate.

Her mind does wander to a joke

Of sentenced to hear her menfolk.