White horses gallop ever shoreward
Prancing, dancing moving forward
To break and spume against the shingle
Stones, foam and bubbles all a-mingle
Shushing, sighing, bubbling home
Shining water, swirling foam
Crashing in no more to roam.
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A nice descriptive piece Martha Ann........I love the last two lines!
ReplyDeleteThankyou Ruth
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