The warning call as a storm approaches.

The local life guards have put out a public warning,
As winds rise and clouds come storming.
One for in, two for out, or was it two for in and one for out?
Either way that flare was once the life guards shout.
Within minutes they would rush the pier,
Whenever on duty they would always be near.
The bang echoed, silence followed and blessings were said,
As everyone whispered, please let no one be dead.

Karen Hayward ©2016.

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3 thoughts on “The warning call as a storm approaches.”

  1. Agreed! When I was young the bang of the flares was a regular sound, but I can’t recall the last time I heard it I can only assume they now communicate via mobile phones. When I think about it a flare may not be the best way to let the life guards know it’s time to stop eating your dinner and get down to the boat lol but, it worked, you could guarantee within five minutes those cars would be screeching to a halt outside the pier! 😦 Thank you for the reblog.


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