Trenches
Narrow gullies, slick with mud,
Menacing cruelly,
Gouged and meandered
Through dull green marshland,
Like Somme trenches, torn asunder…
Wider channels, banked by mud,
Slicing deeply,
Turned and wandered
Between askew, moored vessels,
Like Somme tanks, wrecked asunder…
Pete Ray
Blakeney, June 2016
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The gullies reminded me of World War 1 trenches, the moored boats like abandoned tanks…
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