My morning write ~
clouds rolling across the sun
leaving a silver lake below
as brash gusty winds dance with
diamonds amongst the shorelines
tree lined ridges
turn to grey
trees become
a solid veil


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My morning write ~
clouds rolling across the sun
leaving a silver lake below
as brash gusty winds dance with
diamonds amongst the shorelines
tree lined ridges
turn to grey
trees become
a solid veil
A selfish poet
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
Places - Nature - Photography
Steve's body of work spans conflicts, vanishing cultures, ancient traditions and contemporary culture alike - yet always retains the human element.
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