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Friday, February 12, 2010

The Storm

Seagulls circle overhead
Like vile vultures over their carrion prey
But more graceful
Screaming eulogies for lost sailors
A sea breeze calms, brings contempt
Less the bitterness, quelled by the salted air
Glance behind
The sky likened to steel over a blazing tower
Unable to tell if the storm is beautiful
Or monstrously ugly.
R K Summers
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