Drowning in bird songin the early morning,
I watch the gulls rise,
white shadows
over rose-water meadows.
Monday, 4 February 2008
Red Sky
Drowning in bird songin the early morning,
I watch the gulls rise,
white shadows
over rose-water meadows.
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The gorgeousness of "rose water meadows"
and that beautiful photo - perfect peaceful images to go to sleep on.
As long as our mate Sue Gee hasn't written anything miserable. Still reading her, still loving her!
Just lovely...what a great beginning for a Monday. Happy week ((HUGS))
Beautiful images you paint for us, Alice! And a very different beauty from how my morning is looking today.
As my little brother always said as a child, in that delightful not-quite-Staines accent he has,
"Red sky, shepherds' pie".
Beautiful photo. I hadn't realised that there was a difference between red skies at home and red skies over here until I saw it.
N.
rosso di sera
ble tempo si spera
in English kind of goes like
red sky at night
shepherd's delight
Beautiful words and a lovely image - thank you for that.
It's been a stunning spring day here - hurrah!
Welcome to ChezMagpie, Monica. The words of your poem are delightful - much more romantic than our shepherds with their morning warnings!
Stunning stunning photo.
And the scarf is looking good too. Can't Mr M sooth you till the scarf is ready?
ginny
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