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Thursday, 3 May 2012

Water, Another Jetty

The boat is like a scooped out wooden shell
a crab once lived in.
It follows an oblique path to the shore.
A thin rope ties it to the wooden jetty.
The sun shines, out of reach of clouds.

The beach is pebbles, grey and rounded,
warm to the touch.
The sun has the whole estuary to itself,
fingers water, turns stones inside out,
revealing their true colours

Words and images - Morelle Smith

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