Fall is over
Frost is setting in
Clear sky or cloudy
Ice will be found in the morning
Alone
Quiet
No birds
No visitors
The ocean is colder
The beach is empty
A gull stands watch
On a beach wood wall
Solitude
Peace
Breath seen
Waves heard
…it is winter
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| South Beach, San Juan Island, from the bluff |
by
Shannon P Laws
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You nailed the sublime emptiness of winter, Shannon. This is a wonderful poem.
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Thank you Susan.
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Well done. Love the economy in the images.
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Thank you!
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