mirror

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lace puddles

weave between the weeds of the sea

lapping slowly

gingerly

resting upon the shallows in she

barefoot in silt paths she roams

collecting pieces

from the liquid mirror shored

——for the sea remembers

captured these images from a day on the beach and was enraptured at how I was able to capture the cerulean in the waves. i’m thankful that in living on the coast, the ocean is in my backyard. like for most, the music of the waves is medicinal, replenishing ones soul. For more of my photography you can visit my gallery here.

4 thoughts on “mirror

  1. These recent two poems about the sea took me back up to Scotland where I’d sit on a rock, dangling feet in water, and letting my imagination soar! Love these ā¤šŸŒŠ

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