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Our secret lagoon was devastated in the storm
Rain pounded the boats, sinking a few of them
Floods of turbid high water with debris swirled
All night we hid in the caves to stay dry and warm
At dawn we climbed down to find our vessels
Had been torn to pieces, then washed out to sea
The retreating water carves a steep sand ledge
We find a few remnants of our water logged possessions
The sun now shines on the beach with apparent calm
Leaving no evidence of everything we have lost
This photo comes from Sue Vincent’s Echo. Each week she inspires writers to interpret a photo. Find the work of these talented writers each week in the Echo. Also, get your poet on this month for National Poetry Writing Month.
Thank you Sue
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