The weighted corks bobbed
vertically,
shaped like little men,
wearing lead boots,
they stuck up,
out,
at about the shoulders,
and were crarved
with hats on their noble heads.
A platoon let loose in the ocean,
by the boys grandfather,
a former sailor,
enlisting the toys
in his attempt
to photograph
a metaphor,
these stiff
bit part players,
let to drift
in the sea
and see the shape the group
took on
when left alone to the tides devices,
the wind and current
were also players
as was a school of fish,
interested.