Ways of seeing

Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

Walking a ridge of rock
We saw Poole Harbour blue as ripe Stilton
Blue glints like decorations
I didn’t imagine then
How near we were to the end.
And what are out ends?
Do we choose it or copy?

It’s how we see that matters not what

Published by Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation

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