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poetry about and photography of everyday happenings and sights

Emerald Isle

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Enveloping darkness,

and then slowly behind

a bank of clouds a

half circle of light 

peeks out and grows

into a full sphere,

signaling another

blue-sky day.

Barely a soul in sight,

walking toward the

rising sun, we make

the first prints in the 

sand. On our left 

seagrass swaying, on 

our right crashing

waves and seagulls.

This is creation.

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Author: BHW

I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.

One thought on “Emerald Isle

  1. LuAnne Holder's avatar

    Beautiful images. It reminds me of my recent trip to Mexico. πŸ™‚ Thanks!

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