Storm (Remove filter)
Aberaeron (after the storm)
Surging urging, brown, dense molass,
Upheaving through harbour gap,
Foaming deluge broken, unspent,
Over angular boulder castlement,
And with weighty mass continuing on,
To swell and play,
Mongst boats,
In harbour,
Sheltering,
From the upwelling foray.
Sunday 7th February 2016 8:54 pm
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