I face the morning
golden sunrise warms my soul
sea spray on my lips
Spray
Tag: poetry
Play
Smearing of orange
staining all of horizon
sunrise is child’s play
Beach
Wonderfully calm
sunrise on an empty beach
board-waxing surfer
Present
Like giant towers
city centre attractions
lies—hidden, not gone
Leafless
Long and lanky ghosts
standing still outside my bus
brittle and leafless
The Chaos Within 