Sun-Storms
Breaking up a stormy, violent relationship in the passionate, peaceful warmth of the sun's embrace
How were we able to see the shore
through the swirling clouds of the storm,
reach home through the crashing waves
pulling us down under,
yet find each other
wrested apart
'neath the peace
of the
sun?
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Lizzy Rose
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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wiles3 days ago in Fiction
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Another great one!!! Love how you tied nature into it.