Waking in a landscape of dreams-
boats tethered to the sky
and waters wandering into deep green woods –
pools of light reflecting in the trees.
Bright reflections of the waters surface-
spark across my bedroom,
gilding the lavender sheets
and the pale silver walls
with its watery light.
Rising water laps onto the woods edge,
spilling its deep river secrets
into the rocky ground.
Bits of debris,
detritus of felled timber,
flotsam and jetsam
of the rocky ridge,
float on the coves surface.
The give and take of high water.
The give and take
wanderers far from home-
creatures of the sea and sky –
white gulls cry above the cove
small schooling fish –
ripple the waters surface-
reflecting clouds and white feathers of gulls
bright white in the setting sun-
seabirds wheel and swoop –
above the darkening cove
A large flock of gulls has moved into our little cove the last two weeks. We have had a few in late winter before, but never this number. I love to hear their sharp cries and watch as they hover over the water and then dive to catch the schooling fish.