Misted Constantine
Sea mist steels once blue ocean
To an insipid grey
And sharp horizon
To an indefinable, muffled mirage
Of silence.
And leaves shudder
At the loss of sunlight
And shining greens darken,
Like the dusk precedes night…
Sea mist clouds once glowing shoreline
To the hanging sky
And crisp waves
To an indistinguishable, muddled murmur
Of resilience.
And branches waver
At the advent of gloom
And glimmering flowers fade,
Like the shadows precede doom…
Pete Ray
July 2010
View from hotel window.
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