Held Adrift

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Another good day; a cold, but not freezing winter day when it should be snowing, but isn’t. The fog drifts above on the basalt edges rimmed in houses overlooking the weather of Crescent Bay Lake. A good day for a walk with the dog. A good day for a haiku.

Poetry

Held Adrift

Eerie in its flow—
the fog, rain drops held adrift;
spirits passing through.

Sheri Edwards
12.20.23 352.365.23
Poetry/Photography

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