The Curse of the Dead by Sangbad #writephoto

The weak light of sun penciled on the beach in burnt orange

Softly the waves splash on the beach drawing abstract patterns

Most of the birds were being to their shelter; few left were on the way

The rain had stopped; the wet beach had been extended deep in the beach.

The sand that I grasped were neither yellow nor a shade of it; it’s actually a lump

The small shells, herbs, splinters of polished once abstract pebbles

Were the components; I looked at the horizon; there were clouds

The weak light of sun penciled on the beach in burnt orange

Cintinue reading: The Curse of the Dead (Cascade Form)

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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