Summer Break

Posted: July 3, 2012 in Uncategorized

narrow streets

cobbled beneath feet

voices , music nearby,

each step led down

towards the harbour

fishing vessels few

faded colors and rigging,

waiting for morning,

odor of sea and fish,

an ice cream parlor

fifty five flavors ,

a pub spilled harborside

laughter ,clinking of glasses,

seagulls overweight

picked at remnants humans

left behind

and overstuffed litter bins

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