Saturday 14 December 2013

Saturday



A high, howling wind
this morning,
and the turning tide
meant we
alone
walked the beach.

Picked our careful way
through the debris
and the high-tide boulders
to the shoreline
and the spume

Scanned the horizon
for the sails
of a waiting pirate ship
and paddled
inadvertantly...

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