Stormy weather

Withering trawler weather,
Horizontal H2O,
Grimacing gales,
Red snapper eyes,
Mackerel thread veins,
Bloated lung fish lips,
Arthritic crab fingers,
And I'm only looking out
Of my bedroom window.



Poetry by Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-10-08 at 17:18

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Reminds me of when i was a kid and I used to hide away in my attic and watch the rain from the window there.
2017-10-09


shells
Soo.. descriptive I believed I was on board the trawler! All credit to your poetry.
2017-10-08