Bri Edwards Sea Poems

Amidst the flotsam, plastic and wood,
I bared my soul as a good fish should.
My eyes stared from one side of my head;
not seeing 'both sides' filled me with dread
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John Westlake wrote a poem, The Sailing Boat Pitches.
In it he compares a boat to a babe, and the Sea is as a bitch is,
a rocking tempest swinging her babe violently, side to side.
The rocking is so violent that her babe broke down and cried.
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