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watchman
No longship will pass the watchman this short summer night but dusk may bring a silver shoal to the waiting fisher folk.
watchman
all that i am
All that I am is cast before you In the cold light of a winter day I am seen
all that i am
clouds
Clouds quietly wrap up the splendours of a summer day and we enter the restful hours
clouds
weathered grass
Breath of the arctic you swiftly came and fashioned us with your briny comb
weathered grass
sun sun
Sun...Sun!...you shine yet our shadows fall upon ice Lift yourself up from your valley bed and clothe us in green and crimson
sun sun
rainbow
Moisture laden air wove its tinted curtain before the glowing embers of the western fire... ...just for a moment all was warm and cosy
rainbow
resting gull
I rest in a crazy world I hear the gentle swell play among the stones I may just spread my wings and soar again
resting gull
early reflections
The sky dips down to paint the rusty sea with bands of summer bluebells rippling in the breeze
early reflections

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