The Coastguard

Above the choppy,
viewed from
behind the glassy
winded and floppy.
He observes the flossy 
dark black rolling 
white and frothy.
Salt filtered manes blown 
acrossy limpits rocky 
trapping olde anchors rusty
amongst filleted fishy
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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January 14, 2024 at 1:34 PM
I can picture the scene... nicely done.
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January 14, 2024 at 9:36 AM
What a lovky quirky slightly crazy bit of fun. I smiled at the last.
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January 14, 2024 at 9:51 AM
Thanks, Peter, it was writen while standing outside the Costguards hut. Sort of tongue in cheek.
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