Standing
tall, sentinel,
upon morning’s rising
light, reflected o’er his wat’ry
domain.
.
A cinquain for the morning inspired by the proud-looking goose I passed along the canal on my way into work.
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Standing
tall, sentinel,
upon morning’s rising
light, reflected o’er his wat’ry
domain.
.
A cinquain for the morning inspired by the proud-looking goose I passed along the canal on my way into work.
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A sailboat, a couple, and their little dog too.
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Poems | England | Staffordshire | East Anglia | Northern Ireland | The Needwood Poems.
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Eyes ten degrees above the horizon
I see him! What a lovely vision.
Oh I’m glad! Thanks 🙂
I knew I wasn’t the only sentinel up that early. Salute you.
Thank you! The early bird, um, sees all the birds!