Two messages in two bottles. I will go and t h r o w w w www them in the sea (with a wish). And try not to get arrested. I don't care what you're doing. Because I'm listening to 7th son of a 7th son. And I'm a saint. And you're not!
(saintsandyFiat justitia, et pereat mundus,
Sun 25 Aug 2013, 12:24,
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well the bottles will almost certainly smash against rocks or coastal defences, leaving your poems to be washed away with the tide
while the bottle parts lacerate a child playing on the beach.
You're better off putting them in plastic coke bottles. (although they'll break down eventually by the constant hyrdaulic forces, attrition, abrasion and so forth)
(HappyToastGroat froth,
Sun 25 Aug 2013, 13:39,
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