The Piers Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Piers

The piers
The boulders large
The islets out of the
Sea springing
The caves
The coves
Eroding water
Incoming waves of raw mouthed
Waves
Brooding waters
Colors be everywhere
Colors grow everywhere
Hiding the Underneath
Hiding
Hiding
Hiding.

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