Breakers' Yard
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- Written April 2025
Assembled elsewhere
Then riding the waves
For a century of life,
Now left to die.
And rest in peace
On a seabed of earth
Clothed by the tide,
Playground for frogmen
Beach-combing leftovers.
Earth to earth,
Clay into mud,
Ashes to ashes,
Left there to rust.
April 2025
Pill Mill, Suffolk.