On Saturday night we wild camped at Budliegh Salterton and were lucky enough to be able to watch the full moon rise over a calm sea. The next morning I began to write this poem.
in the morning I returned to the place where the night before I had watched through the magnifying lens of the nourishing atmosphere the full moon rise
I looked for a vestigial trace of the pink disc that had
fired the darkness
gilded the sea
elicited within me something I could feel but not name
now the sun was inspecting the beach imbuing it with a different magic
no matter
half a world away the moon was reflecting enchantment on to another’s upturned face
I am not convinced that the layout is right or if there is too much tell and not enough show. However I wanted to share both the poem and photographs I'd taken. So much for putting it in a drawer for three months as I advocate to others!
Here's the official video of Pollyanna's latest single.
Until next time.
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