I love the smell of the sea <br />All around gulls fly free <br />Waves rolling lazily in and more <br />Breaking spreading right along the shore <br />Seaweed uprooted after a bygone storm <br />Flotsam about in many a form <br />Floating broken and torn <br />Even old husks of an empty ear of corn <br />Bottles many a shape and size <br />What they contain, sometimes a surprise <br />A note from a distant land <br />Thrown there by another’s hand <br />Smells so fresh and clean <br />The smells of mankind have never been <br />Walking along the sandy beach by night or day <br />Leaving footprints only along the way <br />Gritty sand between my toes <br />The wind nipping at my clothes <br />Bracing myself onwards I go <br />What will I find next, I do not know <br />Sometimes at night the luminescent lights <br />Twinkle and glow in the waves delights <br />Ships in the distance passing by <br />Those gulls in the air they still fly <br />Oh what a glorious sight <br />Out here on the beach, both day and night<br /><br />Gordon D Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flotsam/
