Sea on a stormy night by Ann Wood
The sea is rough; seagulls fly low over it.A fishing boat wanders through it on the high waves.
Fishers are returning from a catch when the storm begins.
The waves of the sea quickly crash on the rocky shore.
Fishers are battling the waves, and their boat is wandering in the storm.
The sea is rough, and its waters are muddy.
Seagulls fly low over him, looking for shelter.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-05-25 at 22:25
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