wee sail bell a coast
fond delay’d sun-bathers wade
shovellers hallboards
bevel edg’d chevals
dampen’d snipe sandpipers
peek in a kitchen
copper pot wooden
hook’d pans silver spun
windup dolls recoil
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ayaladn 
brightest thing in the shop window today. immaculately crafted, full of fresh metaphors and language. tony
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The poem itself thanks you, Tony; I am speechless.
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sharp imagery
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There was no room for a chair.
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🙂
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