oil (Remove filter)
whale-watching season
Whale breaches still waters
spraying mist into the twilight.
Oil seeps through grill’s crevices
onto bright glowing briquettes, as
Beef sizzles to unfolding drama,
surrounded by awe and wonder;
Hooked by the vast expanse
of the Outback and the Sea.
Sunday 16th March 2025 10:11 am
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