The sea ruffled and creased,
Tiny fluffs of bubbly worth.
Sand collated and basked,
The sun a roaring pit.
Shells clamored not to be taken,
Sea gulls rushed to catch fillet.
Elements of conspiracy,
Curled to weave fantasy.
Beside the quay where it all began,
Beseeching and pleading...
Chaotic fragments.
1 comment:
very well written....you havnt missed a thing
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