SEASCAPES

The sky's a canvas, grey-washed,

The paint running into the sea

And over the edges of the rocky coastline

Smudging the masts of the sailing boats

And seeping into everything

Where just yesterday the scene

Was sharp-edged acrylic

A clear line dividing azure sky

From bright blue sea

Sails and masts picked out

In primary colours

And brightness everywhere.

Perros Guirec, 16 April 2009