Saturday, 24 March 2012

~ A Whisper of Red ~

Surfers in a silver sea.
Moon hours away from full.
A whisper of red in the west
~ from the sun's leavings.
Turquoise sky.
Mountains black.
Waves in sets of quadruplets.
The drums of my ears
catch the rhythm of incoming tide ~
full and pregnant
like the moon.

18th March, 2011

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