bobbing empty milk bottles
attach to string baited boxes
eye sore for morning joggers
pilot's guiding light tower
cradling a bald eagle's nest
so quiet today, no movements
pair of dolphins came swimming
they sometimes show up to entertain
with their synchronize swim, body flips
i get closer, stepping on jagged rock
a greenish cranky crab, pincers on guard
very territorial, she thought i'll her food
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