I smile at the clockwork birds ploughing sand, their black legs whirring, a splash of spangled sanderlings with a wintry breeze beneath their wings. Ploughing sand, their black legs whirring, they were steered here by a cosmic force with a wintry breeze beneath their wings, following ancient paths of stars. They were steered here by […]
Tag: Tide
Turning of the Tide
A tanka for the last Friday of this November Turning of the tide Shifts shape and mood of seascape Small boats creak and groan In watercolour rainbows And a gush of salty foam © Kim M. Russell, 2015