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Bright blue sea floating of gigantic, ghostly engines

Birds at flight horizontally, parallel to the blue sky.

Islands far as the eyes can see

Saltwater  clashing upon the docks wildly

And the sunsets while the fishermen are at bay,

white and blue lines glide on the ocean waves

observing each current as each engine takes to the inlet,

And the unpleasant smell of fish from boats delivered for today.

 written by Feon Davis

Tuesday, February 14, 2012 05:46:18 PM All rights reserved.