W.C. Hull Poet Free verse

Ocean In An Autumn Gale

The ocean rolled with white caps
Rising and falling in scattered
Wind blown sprays,
Waves breaking viciously
Upon shoreline rocks,
Jutting wharves,
Tied up little fisher boats.

Sea gulls overhead, as if angry
At the ferocity of today’s ocean
Whipped up by this autumn gale,
Shrieked in flight
As thunders roared
And

I enjoyed it all.

A W.C.Hull Poem © 2000-2022-017 (A)

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Darlene De Beaulieu August 31, 2022 at 11:20 AM Hello W.C. Hull, it does sound like you did enjoy it all. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu September 1, 2022 at 3:07 PM Hello W.C. Hull, I will and you do the same. DB W.C. Hull August 31, 2022 at 11:39 AM Thanks DB. Have a nice one.W.C.Hull