Untitled lamentations concerning oceans

I recently returned from an antipodean adventure to New Zealand, and talking with Mike last night shamed me into action. I have myriad pictures to process with PohotoShop as well as writing-up my blog for the main website.


As a start here's a picture of Ninety Mile Beach at sunset. Blinky and the brothers Deak are silhouetted in the background. This shot coupled with our regular visits to the beach along New Zealand's coastline got me thinking about the oceans again, what follows are snippets of my meandering reveries.


One:
A billion billion photons scorch a wound in a drab and salty sky,
Casting burnt umber reflections in the flat plane of other universes,
That, for me, will never endure or evolve beyond this moment.


Two:
Gravity makes you mesmerising so that jilted lovers must come,
A million each generation here each to cry a thousand tears,
To keep you deep and salty.


Three:
Blue meets blue with seemingly linear perfection,
That betrays the spherical nature of things
In ancient minds.