Cyclone Coast
July 22nd 2008 01:59
I gently carry a tiny shell,
leaving it on the shore- unbroken.
But do not be deceived.
Those twisted cables and smashed pylons
Those scattered pavings and protruding timbers offshore
Skilled engineers plan and build tall jetties
kilometres out to sea,
Believing they will withstand my different moods.
Time will tell.
Another Bobby, Alby or Vance will come
And your pride will be tested once more.
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