Orchards in the waves at dark.

fingers of waves
beauty in ocean’s skeleton
to the rhythmic death 
like a lover 
among the tides;
the path is yellow with petiole leaves
in the dew fields, the darkened orchards
in the brush of wind
looms.

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12 replies

  1. Beauty in ocean’s skeleton ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

    I love that

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  2. almost like a siren song. . . hypnotizing. . .

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Only a craven would steal a fruit when he could take the orchard. Thanks for such beautiful words.

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  4. I loved this!!! Beautiful! ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  5. As Vincent said, I loved the beauty in the ocean’s skeleton line. And I loved ‘the rhythmic death by tides like lovers’ metaphor too much.
    Beautifully written. Fantastic writing.

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