off water stirred by pelicans
in the early sun
gliding in effortless grace
consorts moving as lovers
Shimmers of moonlight
reflected in still water
now the wind begins
the flash suddenly scattered
my heart flung to the wind's whim
Shimmers of pewter
murky waters stirred from within
this fond reverie
becomes an obscured vision
waiting for pelicans’ return
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