In Formation

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.