reflection by Martha-Ann

We walked along beside the shore
the sun cast silvery sparkles across the sea
an open fan of diamond glints
impatient on the wind ruffled surface of the waves
that twitched with every breath of air
painted prisms of perfection


Contemplation by Martha-Ann

He stood alone gazing outwards from the shore
contemplating some silent thought
his face was wreathed in sunlight
it glinted on his auburn hair raising a coppery glow
to cross his wistful countenance