yet sheltered:
outside the room
I sit with coffee
and a notebook.
This early, the lagoon
is misty grey.
Three buoys, bright yellow,
dot the water.
A sudden dark shape
dives or rises –
long ripples: a fish,
leaping briefly
into the open.
Thank you :)
ReplyDeleteA chair outside a cafe is indeed open space although I usually think of open space as being in the middle of a field somewhere. Your poem got me to look at openness differently.
ReplyDeleteLovely feel, dancing space, tightly woven juxtaposition.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it wonderful how a little break can bring us new sights, and thus fresh inspiration. So glad you had such a lovely place to go and that you made it back in time to share this.
ReplyDeleteA stage was set for this moment
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThere is something imaginist about the view of the bay... very very calming and nice.
ReplyDeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteI can see every detail, Rosemary. The buoys look so bright, and the coffee tastes delicious. :-)
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