Across the Bay

A Poem by Joanna M. Weston

I park
on the bank
just above high-tide

a gust of gulls
takes off low and fast
in a flash of white

followed by
an arrow of ducks
over the gleaming bay

I long
for a camera
but my eyes hold the image

swift against
the ridge of cloud
and rise of islands

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