Celebrating every little gift, every single day.

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Genoa Bay

Ceruleun skies
led me outdoors,
along winding roads,
to a little spit of land

where water meets stone
and starfish live,

where mussels adorn
hard edges
and cling to mooring ropes,

where weathered wood
and rusted metal

support floating homes

and potted gardens,

where strawberries grow
next to salt water,

and tall sunflowers
nod against rust brown trellises,

where yellow boats
sport dark red sails, 

and weathered jetties
bridge still waters
mirroring gold leaves.

I found Autumn there.

She reached out warm hued fingers
and took my heart
in her hands.


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