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hit the rocks

top of the bay

storm's a'coming

time to pay


looked around me

signs of trouble

swishing waters

white and bubble


wasn't forecast

clear blue sky

gone sailing

breeze and dry


something changing

down the track

can't believe it

floating wrack


please discover

whispered pleas

smoother sailing

angry seas


broken lifeboat

useless now

sink or swim

tell me how


keep on smiling

happy day

something's coming

top of the bay.


◄ The Eyes Of My Remembering

Deep Last Autumn ►


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Chris Hubbard

Sat 5th Jun 2021 01:01

Thanks to Ghazala, Holden and Pete for taking the time to like this simple allegory.


Chris Hubbard

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