thoughts of warm waters . . . glinting shards of bright light . . . pools of aqua blue eddy round my feet, caressing my toes . . . bits of sand and shell sweep back and forth and sounds of gulls careen overhead . . .
looking across the bay, boats bob in the harbor, their masts spike the pale blue sky like minarets. The smell of tar and wet rope reaches me where I stand in a state of mesmer . . .
as the sun sets, I walk back across the sands, leaving behind dreams and sighs, the sound of waves lapping the shore . . . I carry with me the taste of salt on my lips . . .
I will return.
10 comments:
these are just wonderful!
I like these, especially the first.
very nice peaceful colors to match your feelings toward the subject matter- calming
Yes, your words and color,texture and line connected like an in and out breath...lovely!
These three pieces seem to call me to the ocean. When I am next there I will see your colors and feel that power and peace again... roxanne
summer 'blues', the happy kind to have! lovely...
Thank everyone for your comments and thoughts! Seems as if the garden is taking over my life right now -- it's a jungle out there!
Wonderful textures and colors. I really like these.
Lovely colours and wonderful sensitive texture. Like a warm summerwind on the seaside...... Greetings from Luzia.
Luzia -- thank you for your lovely comments! Ahh, summer is not far off!
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