Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #237 #Musing

Between the solitary, candy-striped lighthouse and the white converted coastguard cottages, as the sun starts it’s daily descent in the western sky I see them exploring where the waves rhythmically, relentlessly, melt the sands, and wonder, had Shelley witnessed such a scene, would he have composed a wondrous poem to, “ The mudlark.”

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3 responses to “Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #237 #Musing

  1. Excellent how you managed to slip in Shelley

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