Open Poetry #44 |
Wednesday Morning |
skymist2 Junior Member
since 2009-04-14
Posts 26Florida |
She sat alone with paints beside her chair, a canvas filled with sunshine at her side. She gazed around the scene set en plein air, then chose a brush to paint the rising tide. The blues and greens were blended carefully to capture all the shadows and the light on water swirling in the crystal sea with seabirds diving in to grab a bite. The vista on the canvas taking shape with sky and sea, the morning light was best. A misty fog along the rocky cape meant clouds were rolling in from north, northwest. She rushed to add a final touch of tan then sprinted just before the rain began. |
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ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
What a beautiful picture your describing. I love this poem and Wednesday mornings |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
sounds like every morning on our visit to Ireland enjoyed your thoughts |
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skymist2 Junior Member
since 2009-04-14
Posts 26Florida |
Thanks Ken and Rex. I appreciate the kind words. Sky |
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