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Saturday, May 31, 2014

Penciled Sails


Clearwater Beach ~ Image: Margaret Bednar
Artist: Chelsea Bednar

Morning rides
on seagull wings
around the face
of my watch, and
it goes unnoticed.

I am at sea on
a sloop with
penciled sails.

©Susie Clevenger 2014


7 comments :

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is perfect, Suzie!

manicddaily said...

Ah, lovely--just lovely! k.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This poem is perfection!

Grandmother (Mary) said...

Reminds me of the sensation of sailing to places afar while sitting by the sea.

Wordifull Melanie said...

Lovely, Suzie :)

Anjum Wasim Dar said...

fine imagery created with pencils loved the idea -it makes the reader wander over seas and oceans

Margaret said...

Penciled sails is lovely - and a watch should be discarded when a day is as fine as the one we had! Thanks for participating and sorry it took such a long time for me to make the rounds.

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