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Shoreline

I see no face,of moon

Tonight 

a different angle shines 

as seas of green push

white cap surf

to reflection in my eyes

to hear the sounds

that pull the the waves

from shells

to listening ears

as in the sand

beneath my feet

the ripples disappear.

◄ Owl

Wakening ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sun 11th Feb 2018 09:07

I was thinking exactly the same thing as Pat without having read her comment. Winter draws us in before Spring releases us again. All the best Des. Col.

DESMOND CHILDS

Sat 10th Feb 2018 22:54

Thank you you Pat for your comments,much appreciate as always. Very much the same over here in the midlands.



All th best des

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