Night-gathered waters
disperse
to air and shore.
A vast dream of alchemy
brightens
a morning.
Formative moments
resolve
possibilities for the day.
A coastline
changes state
across the quarry.
An ice chorus
crackles whale songs
from a netherworld.
The winter diva
softens
into mysteries.
A shroud,
a wave,
a whimsical parting.
An ephemeral
caress
dissolves
at
daylight.
Arctic repertoire
glazes
favored stones.
Island floats
night re-gathers
creation sequesters.
stunning images and poetry
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photography!! (Not bad prose either!)
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ReplyDeletehello Martin If I ever needed a way to explain why I live in New England, and why I will never live again without the seasons (after 18 y6ears in So California), you have captured it, or explained it. Take up your paint brush and join the Four Gentlemen, too! thanks, Laurie Hawkins
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