poem written based upon this image--online poetry class assignment
A bottle lies on the shoreline, its glass warmed by the sun~ a small, bright world enclosed, quiet as a thought the tide returned. A lighthouse rises on its ridge. Below it, a sailboat drifts toward a beach of flowers and quiet shells. Sand dollars gleam like soft coins the tide has chosen not to spend. Everything inside the bottle leans toward the open world. I pick it up, sunlight bending through glass, through water, through time~ and for a moment the beach, the ridge, the drifting boat all breathe with me.
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