Deck Hand

in poem •  8 years ago  (edited)

long green swells of sea
Diamonds far to deep to see
Wood troller creaks the tune of a jimmy
Beach slips away and night rolls in
Stars follow in our wake
Lay in my bunk and dream of yesterdays work
To wake up and clean fish again

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8 years ago by

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