slate gray flat
reflection on flat water
lusterless as dust
distant dark thin
land spit with light string
obscured sun rising somewhere
flat clouds fourteen nautical miles west
closer now
first notes of wordless sea song
whispered howl
wind rushing through pier posts
dolphin black fin breaking dirty glass
splashless flat waves
stinging chill mist driven hard
clouds behind breaks in clouds
hint of yellow not long for this sky
even grayer now
black silhouette birds
flapping frantically to stay still
clouds coming in waves now
black sky north
first drops marking flat water
gulls giving up and settling in
bobbing softly on wind ripples
peninsula fading into slate gray
rain on the bay
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