Monday 28 April 2008
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Tuesday 8 April 2008
Sunday 6 April 2008
Waves at the Scillies
The crescendo builds,Waves strain to be there first,
Their hold breaks and splinters.
Frothy white droplets
Are slammed on the sand
To regroup and start again.
Their rhythm is foiled
By rocks; in fury they lash
them with spray and ships.
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