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The tides bequeath flotsam on the cheap  for investors in seaweed or plastic and derelicts washed free of drug abuse  by the sea's antiseptic ingredients  skeletel remains of God fearing Christians  mixed in with sick atheistic rubbish  cleansed free of sin and worthwhile value.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com  POETRY 

Reflections waver and disappear as ripples  Memories on a roundabout  Vanish then reappear as dubious phantoms  Images from picture books  Obscure hauntings rarely seen or dreamed. kenwsimpson.blogspit.com  POETRY  

Waves disinterestedly caress each day Framed pictures peer from widowed walls  On the edge of eternity misery rejoices Freezing winter mourns for summers past  Fleeing visions prepare to disintegrate.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com POETRY   

Let's not remember our fallen heroes  from past wars as a promo for a future great killing adventure.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com POETRY

Squelching awkwardly through mud and puddles along a rough dirt track  against drizzling rain in a frozen sky.  kenwsimpson.blogspot.com  POETRY