the sun sparklingon the harbor —
empty berths
. . . . . . .
Cinco de Mayo and the OED word of the day is 'mash potato.' (eyes roll) Small wonder that there was no poem in that mealy - uh, measly - entry.
So, instead, a commentary on the inverse relationship between good weather and number of boats in the harbor to paint.
2 comments:
I miss going to the pier back in California. San Pedro is what this reminds me of. The fishy smell and the seagulls. :)
Glad I could assist in some sweet nostalgia, C. Here it's gulls AND Canadian geese!
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