Trading Post

On this seashore djinn Halcyon echoes ebb and flow Cauterized banter scrapes by As bath water bubbles march together At the dock yard dalliance Ruffled men shake their sails Top hats and whales nailed down Striking the flash iron for new waves Dress up ladies dash their spice Holding tongue for murmurs and rights A fine detective ensemble segues Family dinner bells and porch lights We are all splashed around Anchors down and cartons crashed Searching for the right trade To mingle and go on our way