The Waters-
The Waters
'Waters!' said I, 'thing of neap tide.'
To warn me about the marine
I crave the aquatic, Atlantic admiralty
Death shall bring reefs
Aboard seaborne ships
Waters, Lakes, Seas
All moisten around me
'Waters!' said I, 'thing of neap tide.'
To warn me about the marine
The accommodating arapaima arousing
Eagerly I looked forthe waters…
11/25/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
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