Sea is mirrored glass

polished to perfection

sails round the harbour

no wind unmoving bend

 

of seagulls white sky

May blinks her sunshine.

 

Slow seep of sun warmth

forgotten in the spring squalls

dog pants and horse stalls

tail twitch from horse flies

 

sky holds a whisper

picture postcard of this.

 

Sea slurps the wind farm

far out horizon blurs smoky

indefinable. we are watchers

insignificant observers

 

of the slow swing of eternity

a mirror of perception flickering..