"Shipwrecked" / by Marsha L. VonderBrink

Gulls sweep gracefully over the wreckage dredged in deep scars on the wet sand torn remains of a beautiful ship ripped asunder by giant ocean waves seaweed twisted, tangled in all the mast holes gashed and mangled in the stern residues of salt from the briny sea settled on iron, turning a burnt orange lifeboats are just floating out to sea not a person was in them, not even me flapping of canvas on the breeze stiff from the water, no sound but the sea! 4/16/94