Postcard

[david]

Hello mother, hope you are well,
forgive me for taking so long to write.
I am, I think, finally returning to something like
my old-self.

I have been watching the sunset,
Pelicans diving out of fire and brimstone,
arrow heads,
cleaving the sea for silversides
that run in schools
just off the reef.

Shells
litter the beach here,
thrown by the waves, and

conch, blown by the village women
herald the menfolks' return
from the ocean.

[constantine]

very nice - the flow of the piece, its structure. neat images and feel!

[dadio]

One of your best, D avid.

[Arcadia]