photo: at low tide, the boats in Tenby appear rather fragile, somehow like humans in their moments of vulnerability.
when hardly moored at
low tide my boat reveals all
of its weaknesses.
Archives par mot-clé : visual diary
#4188 haiku
photo : birds and their songs, perfected over thousands of years in Nelson
pale light in the air
ancient songs of birds arise
in the silent world
#4187 poetry
photo: flax flowers and their artistic twists, favourite food of tui birds and many other birds, Nelson
we drifted in the wind of others
we lurched, we lurched yet how tender it was
then seasickness in the wind of the waves
one would need to return to one’s own shore
and take refuge on the white sand
in a that cemetery-like kind of peace
4184 poetry
photo: when in good company… Nelson
We had nothing to say
but the weather was pleasant
and we were content
together we listened to the breeze,
I suppose, and we healed
our wounds in the calm of the morning.
of the importance of words*
photo : Matai River, morning sounds