Mixsonian Larry

Little Talbot Island

From my camping trip May 11-16

To the river not far I walked
Finding a marsh at its edge
Upon which the Great Blue Heron hunted
Finding a morsel prey
While the White Heron walked the other way
Upon the path through the hammock, I set
Finding crimson flowers ahead
Off to the beach I went
A lone walker ahead
The gull flies away
A sea witch with elephant snout on her knees
Dead palms marching towards the sea
A Picasso of sticks and shadow at my feet
Old tree watching the sunset
As red dragons float across the sky
Golden light shimmers upon the water
Trees silhouetted in sunset colors

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