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A Sirens Silent Harp
Wassailing
Whilst sailing
The deep blue sea
Virgin foam
Frothing over shale
As broken shells
Make music
Swishing, and swashing
Constantly washing
Sea-cleansed fossilised pebbles
Dashed
Driftwood
Bleached
Then beached
As a choir of seagulls
Shriek in unison
With the tides
As sirens wassail, and drink
Serenade
The soft sea froth, and foam
With silt, and sand
But no clay to loam
No mould for the harp
by Jemia
Whilst sailing
The deep blue sea
Virgin foam
Frothing over shale
As broken shells
Make music
Swishing, and swashing
Constantly washing
Sea-cleansed fossilised pebbles
Dashed
Driftwood
Bleached
Then beached
As a choir of seagulls
Shriek in unison
With the tides
As sirens wassail, and drink
Serenade
The soft sea froth, and foam
With silt, and sand
But no clay to loam
No mould for the harp
by Jemia
Published 8th Jan 2023
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