Painting Van Gogh
The moon rose beside Saturn, shining pale light on the autumn sea; later the sun lifted bright orange painting Van Gogh on the ebbing tide.
The moon rose beside Saturn, shining pale light on the autumn sea; later the sun lifted bright orange painting Van Gogh on the ebbing tide.
The sound of wind across the sea, the lonely cry of gulls, earth stirring in first hours as I arise from the dream time, humble
Day rises with quiet breath, sun bright in cloudless skies. The sea is still, flooded to the high mark, collecting strength for the ebb’s return.
The planet’s dial clicks another turn as the air cools and we move into autumn. Walls of stone step down into the changing tide, steadfast
From cathedrals below the sea dark images float up in the bellies of fish, devouring sunlight on the rippling surface before descending with color to