A lemon-slice moon
Hovers over grassy dunes.
Music from the sea.
- Debbie
Blackness on the beach
Faint light where the moon should be
Sea jazzed up for storm.
- Debbie
What must it be like
To glide above these houses
As that gull just did?
- Frank
One more.
ReplyDeleteAll gray and white, gulls,
Lake, and clouds. The banished sun
Slashes the horizon.