A silent shore,
seductive Moon,
a sinister Sea,
clouds in the wind,
a shadow lies upon
the white sand alone.
Stilled on the sparkling
crystals, almost villainous,
primeval and water worn
with broken sides.
Once imperturbable, aloft
upon white shafts of waves,
beautiful and bold, now
ancient and vacant.
The old sailing ship found its
burial ground upon a deserted
island covered in the mist of
morning.
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Very Nice…
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Perfect image.
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Thank you. Ann 🙂
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I can see the shore now.. you paint the scene so well, Ann.
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Thank you. Ann 🙂
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