The Wave 02 Saturday Jan 2016 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 2 Comments As one perfect wave Crashed onto the beach, The water was decorated With seams of purest gold The tug of the tide The only sign Of life Bar a seagull Passing by © Caro Ness 2015 Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
nice! It remembered a life at sea, the drowning Titanic, an inspiration for poetries etc..etec. You may like to visit my blog at sheena-sh.blogspot.in
Thank you. The sea is so many different things to each person