Kimo format: 3 lines, 23 syllables 10 – 7 – 6
Friends Of Mine
I dived deep, cool were the depths, dolphins came
Friends of mine, we swam for miles
Gulls squealed us on our way
Resplendent beauty, lips a quivering
A flame my knees give way
Storm raged, we battled through, land, respite!
Sales shredded, we made repairs.
Doldrums, four days, friend died.
© Mick E Talbot 2017/66