9 September 2012
Soapy froth of the sea
Peaceful you lay and be.
But your waters are dark with thick mud.
Bubbles made, but they're not suds.
Why is it your waters are grim?
They cause you to drown rather than swim.
So from here I'll admire your sinister beauty,
Watching you flow and do your duty.
The River Blackwater • Opuss № I