sea

Frisbee

Frisbee whizzing
through the air
above our heads
over the sand
into the water
onto the waves
out to sea.

You cried a lot that day.
Frisbee was a lovely dog.

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Not Reigning But Drowning

Go on, get back.
I’m a king of fine repute.
Because I rule the waves
And my name is Canute.

Hey, did you listen to me?
You can’t lap against my boot.
Because I rule the waves
And my name is Canute.

Look, don’t get any deeper.
I’m warning you, old fruit.
Because I rule the waves
And my name is Canute.

Right, now you’ve gone too far.
If only there was a plug.
Because now the waves rule me
And my name is gurgle … gurgle … glug