Fog rolls bank on ocean's crest
over mounds of roaming waves
buoy bells float in dissonant beats
near shores of sand-piper beaches

clangs that mark a barrier's depth
where sunken vessels sailed
and now these tolls extol their death
to those who brave this veil

the question lies on either side
and where these ship do round
on going out and coming in
through narrow's passage bound

-cec