Monday, 3 September 2012

Into the blue




Into the blue

Gazing out to sea,
ankle deep, first light,
the city stutters behind you
an accordion learning to breathe.
A lone yacht creeps
from harbour,
scratches a line
across pale formica.

Last night's dark lip
rinses into the clear eye
of this new start,
and every cell in you remembers
the flight, the fall,
the dive, the soar
through pools of light
and oceans of sky.

The tide turns to metal rush
and whispers
azure, cyan, cerulean.

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In case you missed it, this piece first appeared over at Eric's blog in a wonderful sequence called Ode to blue . All 5 sections make for a great feast of images.