Saturday, 13 August 2016

Some Are, Some Aren't 11.



The flower of stones.

Oysters, cooked with truffle oil and parmesan.

Outside terrace.

Grape Vine trellis, blue sky.

Later, strings of blue and white lights.

The church and deep summer blue.

A half moon, salt flats.

Sea birds calling from the darkness of the night.

The roll of the waves.

The sun rise and the morning sky.

Oranges.

Blues.

Silvers.

Gull prints on the sand.

The shiny sea.

The silver shore of broken shells.

a/b (in a sa/sa) 115

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