Cove At Sunsrise
How sunlight turns everything green –
emerald grass on the headland,
bottle-green of undergrowth and shadow,
verdigris of shallow water in the cove,
moss-green of tidal pools.
But oh, the browns – auburn, russet,
cinnamon – shades that render
sea and land, as painted
by this morning’s artist sun-brush,
so much greener.
Copyright © Taylor Graham | Year Posted 2006
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