Southern England – Sarah Potter Writes

#Tanka 42 — Port

Ever in motion,
faceless, they come and they go,
clutching their mobiles,
the port a grey entity
where dreams begin and dreams end.

Natural glitter
No Christmas decorations
Serene December

Beak points downriver…
Little Egret pleased to wait
until lunch is served

~Blue tranquillity~
Coalesce with still river;
watch silver fish leap.

~Midsummer party~
Cool walkways shaded in green.
Separate. Silent.

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