Thursday, 8 March 2012

passing thoughts


kites like rainbow dragonflies
hover furlongs above the
smell of the sand


lovers in the setting sun
halting to kiss
one shadow on the shore

seagulls reeling all
afternoon in the warm air
cold sobered them up

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