I must go down to the sea again, to the Lion Man and his shack
To follow the Lion Queen again on her sand blown, rocky track

To hear the heaving ocean, Breakers thundering on the shore
Where the whale bones bleach under pitiless skies
And the wind whispers “never more”

Never more to the Queen of the lion clan
Who bestrode these shattered wastes
Oblivious to the eyes of the man
All alon...

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It is our extreme pleasure

To cast open our doors for you

And present for your lifestyle and leisure

The incomparable Urinal View

Imagine yourself on summer days

On your balcony facing the strand

Absorbing ultraviolet rays

Where the lavatories stand

Twenty-two exclusive apartments

Designed for the fortunate few

With an open Northerly aspect

Overhanging the public l...

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there’s a saying that I've heard,

something about ‘the silence of the sea.’

but I can’t figure out what it means.

the sea is not silent

as the waves crash onto the shore.

it rages and fumes as it batters down

the door.

the sea is as loud as thunder,

as deafening as a plane’s engine.

it is anything but silent,

its presence always known.

but maybe ‘th...

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In the evening, the boy on the shore 
stood transfixed by the swells— 
looming, churning, 
rimed 
by the last candle of sun.

A thousand giants' shoulders, menacing,
drug down to the abyss, 
then rose and dove again. 

In choreographed desolation,
whirling in the heights, 
the brooding face of night— 
its madcap bellow 
hounding the behemoths below, 
howling with spite, 
ocean...

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Never before had he known a colour touch him that way,

This indigo held a tenderness and cool warmth which confused him.

And yet,

As the neon lights dimmed and harsh sounds abated,

He felt drawn to the dark, to go in search of his liberty

And yet

Like a dimmed aquamarine siren, it called to and reassured him,

He would be safe, it would hold him in its arms, nothing could, woul...

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The sea by night is a beast of a different nature

Sinuously moving around the harbour wall

A snake, a boa, suffocating granite barricades.

It slips and mounts like a lover

Crashes home, then silent, waits.

An enemy, a mystery, oily, oleaginous,

Creeping deeper than fate.

In innocence boats rise and fall, as if sleeping.

Starlight sparkles and the to...

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