Poetry Blog by Gus Jonsson
Old Broken Southerly
Old broken Southerly
It all started at the beginning
As most things do and did all time ever
Starting as they ever will and doing long never day
Doing long never day before the big night
Before the big sea shimmered green
walls of water, roaring, dancing
Long blow ripping the jagged edges of the shore
Old broken Southerly kissing fish tails a plenty
Rolling white h...
Tuesday 10th March 2020 3:45 pm
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