It Dawned On Me - Tony Bradley

Like ribbons of soft silk flowing, the gulls gracefully glide
a loving artist's strokes, of black, grey and white
and the little waves sweep quietly over the night's dry sand
with the gulls and the tide, another precious morning light.

The sun rises above the water, sprinkling silvery jewels
a thousand necklaces rising, falling, in wavy trails
and beyond, silver beams shine through lavender mist
capturing silhouettes on the horizon, of dark, distant sails.

Tony Bradley