The day closes in layers —
palimpsest first
awaiting tomorrow’s script
inscribed by sandal and toe —
next water, rocking itself
in heavy-lidded blues,
slowing, nodding —
then birds, pulling cloud blanket
tucking in
a yawning world
dimming voices
on edge of dream —
atop, where wisps of day
linger like talcum
a so-distant moon
calls the stars.
Thanks yet again to photographer S.W. Berg.
Oddments 
August 9, 2018 at 11:18 am
Lovely photo, and you provided another learning opportunity. 🙂 I like the zinnia header shot as well. Happy Thursday, Maureen. 🙂
August 9, 2018 at 11:53 am
Thanks, Judy! And a happy Thursday to you too! I’ll pass along your compliment to Bill so he’s sure to see it.
August 14, 2018 at 10:21 am
There’s a lot going on in this photograph. Thanks for pointing it out to us so beautifully.
August 14, 2018 at 10:45 am
Thanks. I agree about how much is going on in this, and I have found myself coming back to it with the need to re-write. Images are very kinetic sometimes, yes? They can poke at us.
August 14, 2018 at 11:01 am
It’s that palimpsest effect – all the impressions gradually peeling back. The great thing about a blog post is we can update it whenever we fancy.
August 14, 2018 at 11:44 pm
Ah, the palimpsest effect — I like it!