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Thursday, March 23, 2017

Ephraim

 "and I can see the fire on the water"

(With thanks to Chris de Burgh)

Sun glitters brightly

like prisms of broken glass 

on rippled water


Shadows dance and dip

amongst the bobbing colours; 

strangely shaped reflections


Upon the surface

mirrored trees and grasses dance

across the harbour


Masts on horizon

slowly glide beyond eyesight

tinted sails in sun


  
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 23 March 2017

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