Walking along pencil line paths
Almost touching the seagulls feathers
Below the perilous heights
Where death and beauty
Plunge down to the sea
Dazzled by the fishing boat sail
Snug in the cabin
On the rum swell
In sight of the light house watch
The decks rise and slide
Nets bursting with the
Slippery eyed catch
The cliffs shadows battle
Against Atlantic's fury
The roar of the ocean's gale
Is applauded by the shale
Listened to inside the shell..
Avie..
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