Piran Waterfront
(from the artwork featured by Nika’s Tiny House, Slovenia…)
Lusty blue Adriatic ripples towards a tiny quay,
Nudging at two small vessels moored awry;
Ocean breeze ruffles random washing, hung
Unashamedly across dwellings’ myriad hues:
The homes rising in oblique non-conformity…
And adjacent to windows, disparate yet spry,
Most of the dark shutters lie worn, flung
Flat against walls. But then one begins to muse:
What wonders lie beneath the archway’s shade?
Or what horrors lurk, one’s fears to invade?
Pete Ray
February 2020
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