Woolly Mammoth…
THE MAMMOTH 'APPEARS' IN THE RIGHT FOREGROUND...
It sprawled
In a land of giants,
Lively as a sloth
Near deep, dark water.
Evergreens formed its hair,
Emanating such fear.
Enormity, gravity, history
And tourists to slaughter…
Winding fjord trunk
Enticed, enchanted,
And hypnotised mortals
To gape in awe.
Drifting on a matchbox boat,
All caution on the breeze,
Windswept, icy, hesitant,
One dreaded a terrific roar…
Pete Ray
A fjord cruise and shapes triggered the imagination…
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