big sky over low tide what's happening? reaching towards the sun nature's lantern lamp private party fence to the sea hiding to see autumn dreams dream boat the moors sun on the meadow If I were a painter protecting the dunes outside my window in repose Me, myself and I the gallery window encased in ice Smell bay blues Red alert gliding through light curves in the shadows wetland dunes come sit by the tree and see waiting for the fog to clear waiting to return to the sea Winter hangers on Watching a stroll at low tide walk through walls spring rope in the sand near and far in the field house by the sea winter meadow boats in the harbor chair in the meadow the seer in the swirl far from the sea morning has broken high tide at moon rise