Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Keiss Morning

The pixillated reflections of sun on harbour water
dance squarely on internal walls
as the morning slowly becomes acceptable
to hungover heads

The sizzling of French toast promises
the settling of stomachs
roughened by beer
and a scent of bacon builds hope

The day to come offers rest, chatter
and a chance to explore.
table tennis tourneys
and a settling there of scores.

spirits rise by harbour walls
away from it all
at peace in Keiss

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