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In time shadows in an old windy shed are names of sojourners who've passed this way; now my wandering boot does older tread where I passed on a long forgotten day. I see their faces on wall and jetty drinking beer, watching the wind and tide turn, where on horizon across a dark sea aerodrome Air Squadron lights brightly burn. Into its riptides we dived bombed its depths where over the skyhawk war birds had flown, and from its pull clung to those ocean steps in the big drag of clays, sand and mudstone. Now time and tide fade on this hidden cove where beneath the waves the taniwha rove. Written: December 1991 *taniwha in Maori folklore are sea creatures depicted as serpents or dragons with fiery eyes. On occasion I saw a few people swimming there that fit that description but no serpents. *Skyhawks were RNZAF combat fighter jets.

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Date: 6/30/2024 4:49:00 AM
Keith, Nice to remember those that have gone before and those we have associated with. You must have seen and experienced a lot if you were in the air.
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Date: 6/28/2024 11:43:00 AM
Hi Keith, This is such a lovely well written sonnet. You have a gift with imagery. Blessings to you
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Keith D Trestrail
Date: 6/28/2024 7:16:00 PM
Thanks Nancy. Nice to see ya.
Date: 6/27/2024 5:31:00 AM
Awesome sonnet Keith. How many sojourners have a special memory of the place, shared yet unique. The glories and agonies witnessed
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Date: 6/27/2024 5:45:00 AM
Thank you, Son of Big Ears. A few agonies alright but alas no glories. Cheers.

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