From the quiet cove,
the sound of a fish
leaping from the waters surface-
the ripples unfurl
across the reflection of clouds.
Dark green ripples
spill onto the rocky shore –
the consequence
of unseen movement
the theory of waters longing.
Light chooses its balance
and its path,
untethered
from the clouded sun,
unfurled
from the illusion of water.
I walk to the waters edge,
unintentionally
dislodging small turtles
from their precarious perches on the fallen branch
-their tiny splashes ripple across the dark water.
The scent of green vegetation
and still water hangs heavy in the morning air
fresh and sour
at the same time.
Tiny butterflies ring my head-
a halo of pale yellow wings.
The morning air is thick with humidity
and midges. I can see the vapor rise
from the waters surface-
evaporation, transfiguration,
transubstantiation.
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-
closer now,
more intimate-
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
of light
and dreams.
dusk wandered off into the spring woods,
hiding in sooty shadows of pale sycamore trees,
waiting for twilight to find him
and night to fall.
wanderers far from home-
creatures of the sea and sky –
white gulls cry above the cove
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small schooling fish –
ripple the waters surface-
reflecting clouds and white feathers of gulls
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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.
I wonder how long they will stay….
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