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Images of a High Tide
harbour entrance swell
river bridge
above the beach
the scraping rattle
millions of stones
sucked off the beach
returning to the sea
beside the harbour wall
crossing waves
rearing waves
joining
breaking in foam
crashing
onto the shingle
the vast pull
of the receding sea
the undertow of sound
the bay
grey brown sea
under a blue sky
...Monday 25th February 2019 1:55 pm
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