The Rum Seekers

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the bottles stood intact in a ragged line on the beach’s burning sand silent sentinels taking a stand as the hypnotizing waves lapped nearby telling a tale of drowned sailors and a ship’s sad demise so near paradise and mere meters away from an island fit for castaways to live out their last days after a lifetime of piracy on the open sea searching the beaches for booty and unbroken bottles of good British rum

Author: Dave Stancliff

Retired newspaper editor/publisher, veteran, freelance writer, blogger. Married 44 years. Independent thinker. A sense of humor. Defender of truth. Give my poems, essays and short stories a try. I look forward to meeting you.

6 thoughts on “The Rum Seekers”

  1. I really enjoyed this. I had to read it several times to fully get the experience. It was like sipping a nice glass of rum – and this from a girl who likes tequila! Very well crafted. ā¤

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    1. I’ve been experimenting with free verse (Ferlinghetti’s my muse for this style) with mixed results. yesterday and today I have a flood of newcomers, but oddly hardly any of my regulars. Not sure what this means. You’re the only regular (besides Literary Remains) that has responded. Any theories?

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      1. I receive more than 200 blog posts from the people I follow. If I miss one day of responding, I’ll never catch up. Your regular readers may have just missed the post as I do sometimes. Hey…don’t believe the stats.šŸ˜Ž

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