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Ripples
The wind that ever is with mystic mightA spirit ripple of the Infinite.…Victor Hugo
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Growling Sea
Down on the shore, on the stormy shore!Beset by a growling sea,Whose mad waves leap on the rocky steepLike wolves up a traveller’s tree;Where the foam flies wide, and an angry blastBlows the curlew off, with a screech;Where the brown sea-wrack, torn up by the roots,Is flung out of fishes’ reach…By William Allingham… Image from…
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Beached
The shadowy splendour of an autumn skyWas radiant with the hues of parting day;The glorious sun seemed loth to leave the west,That glowed like molten gold–a saffron seaFretted with crimson billows, whose rich tintsGave to the rugged cliff and barren heath…By Walter De La Mare
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The Albert Dock
A Day in the Life… “….on Sunday mornings we’d make our way to the Pier Head and following a brief chat with the dock-gate policeman he’d let us in to wander through, and wonder at, the innovative Albert Dock…
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Neptune and the River Suir
The peaceful early morning River Suir, belies the enormous ship-building yard that built the world’s first fleet of iron steam ships in the 19th century.
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Harvest Seeker
The “Harvest Seeker”, drifting in the ethereal early morning light while collecting Mariner’s Mussels from baskets moored on the sea bed of Waterford Harbour, a natural harbour at the mouth of three rivers.
George Munday Creative 