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WICK HARBOUR - Stephen Whymart |
The harbour water has a
movement so slight, Like an unceasing and sensuous caress, Wind ruffles the water, glittering and bright, As if sheathed in a shimmering silken dress, A glowing incandescence of diamond and gold, The sun flashes off glass, like jewels in the
crown, The quay side houses are an artists delight, Pretty as a picture, the harbour nestles there, The fishing is now gone with the wind, sheet and
sail,
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Note Stephen Whymart was in Wick in 2000 working on the Harbour Wall defenses. |