Layers of rock, silt, sand and ocean.
Wind is blowing all in motion.
Thunderous waves; menacing cloud;
Mother Nature shouts out loud!
Winter's here and churns the seas,
Blasts the earth and gusts through trees!
Season's young, still more to come .
Toddies called for, laced with rum ;)
Good poem and picture. xx
ReplyDeleteI don't drink alcohol, but the rum seemed to fit the poem ;) It was a very blustery day, and the whole weekend is forecast for similar weather.
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