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Standing on Dock 61

Updated on April 06, 2011

Standing on Dock 61 Poem

I can see all types of watercrafts, swimmers, people doing water sports, and the waves rolling on the water.

I can taste the water in the air and the lunch of those having a picnic on the lake.

I can hear the scream of joy, the roaring of watercraft engines, the howl of the wind, the splashing of the waves, and the laughing and talking of nearby swimmers.

I can smell the stench of the washed up zebra muscles, the sweet smelling lake water, and the fishing bait fishers are throwing.

I can feel the nice cool breeze going by me, the splashing of the waves on me, and the warm sun beating down on me.

Written Spring 2001

View from Dock 61

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