Calming Etretat
The cliffs of Etretat
look pale blue in certain light...
They sweep down to the sea.
Seagulls are there
and some are fighting
over the wet fish.
I might go bathing
in this blue light,
or I might not.
I might stay to watch the seagulls
or start to paint the cliffs
of calming Etretat.
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9/2/2015
Contest - End Jan. 2019
Sponsor - Brian Strand
1st place win
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