Footsteps trailing
Meditatively,
Anonymously
Following the
Intimately
Woven water’s edge,
Fraying
Like a hessian canvas.
Startled mallards
Fly in matrices.
The whistling winds
Ward off timid tits
Huddling amidst
Eiderdown blossoms.
Swifts screech,
Sweeping as
Wild waves make
Signets weep.
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Thank you so much for nominating me for the sunshine award. I’ll take a look at it to see what I have to do!
This captures a wonderful image. It is simple, yet powerful.
Glad you like it. Thanks for your commentx
You are stellar at imagery!
Thank you, I like being a stellar of imagery! Sounds cool!