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The water shivers starlight waves Toward the emerald island it craves Where nesting geese and swans it saves And echoes breathe across the boating lake. Soft steps shuffle a carousel sound Of an imperfect centrifugal motion round Whilst geese wings with goslings pound And echoes breathe across the boating lake. During golden days in the grass it naps Whilst a goat oar shimmers hazily as it laps In the age of phones and bottle caps And echoes breathe across the boating lake. A flurry of fishing rods dance and catch Next to smoking tents that puff on the latch Whilst fielding feet play a cricket match And echoes breathe across the boating lake. Originally written May 2022, age 26
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AuthorSamantha is a doctoral researcher researching the power of figurative language in advertising, social media, and mobile technology. Copyright © 2022
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