high above the waves
waiting for a soul to save
the lonely lifeguard
saviour
17 Saturday Jun 2017
Posted in ., Blogs I Like, Haiku, poem, Poetry
The Write Idea
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17 Saturday Jun 2017
Posted in ., Blogs I Like, Haiku, poem, Poetry
That’s funny. Lonely isn’t how I remembered lifeguards. He usually had a cluster of teen girls to chat with. Maybe this is the old fogies’ beach? 😉
You mean you’ve never heard the legend of Lonesome Len, the antisocial Lifeguard, lonesome that is until one day he fell under the spell of Giggling Gwladis, Queen of the Not Too Deep Ocean?
Perfectly captures the loneliness and isolation of the job.
A few minutes later a small, admiring crowd of lasses turned up …
It has its compensations.