Tag: sounds

Morning

The sounds of skylarks and curlews
break the stillness of the morning
The sensory architect already at work
A fading moon compromises
giving way to the sun dawning
 
Mist suspended over water
waiting for warmth to dissipate
The rocks are bathed clean
Gulls squawking in salty air
A traveling east wind invigorates
 
On a white capped speckled sea
Fisher boats already far from view
Night time now held to ransom
for the day is center stage
adorned in its morning hue
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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