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Walking along a 7 km stretch of beach there was the wreckage of a boat strewn along the beach, some pieces no bigger than kindling. Paint still covered sections of the much battered timber. It just set the imagination sailing away too. :)


The debris strewn along the beach
Splintered boat so much out of reach
Slewed and scattered across the sand
Blue and red wood still to hand

Imagination running wild
The wreckage of a boat defiled
Once a vibrant vessel, seaworthy
Now flotsam tossed for all to see

One wonders what had happened here
Which caused this wreck that instilled fear
Did the captain stay alive?
Did any of the crew survive?

Tossed and battered on this coast
Beyond any help from the island's hosts
Her keel and hull torn apart
No mast with sail nor engine to start

The ocean's relentless, remorseless tide
Has wrecked this boat and flung her aside
While benign blue sky looks calmly down
The sombre grey clouds scowl and frown

People walk past oblivious
Ignoring the plainly obvious
Not knowing nor caring why
These timbers were hurled beyond the eye

This sturdy ocean going boat
Which carried men and cargo afloat
Now wreckage laying along the beach
Lost and forgotten - out of reach

                                          Boa Vista 21 April 2015

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