day 346

when the sun begins
to take its bow,
i listen to the
hesitant notes
of my son’s playing piano,
view of the horizon
where sky meets sea,
softest of blue,
dusted with light,
creased against
the striated sea,
calm with subtle ripples,
contrasted by the yellow green
of the glowing sea grass.

12.12.17

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