Out into wisps of cloud like fog
I watch, watch the distant, vast, beauty ahead of me, as
if an illusion as if looking at pearl
Trees like fishing nets grab hold of my attention
Lichen growing off like turquoise octopus
As if a dream, sapphire blue skies eating away at the now
slight visioned clouds
The soaring of heavens angels, birds as they strike action
into the wonderous skies, filling the atmosphere with passion and peace
Fields as green as ogres tears, come to vision as neighbour
to sea
Giants of moor grow side long by sea, like amount of rock
on beach
Houses, like hobbit holes fit around in a dip, a dip of
fresh grown, lush grass as if trodden on by Eve
The comforting of smoke coil into transparent blue skies
and leave tracing of angels blessing
Farms that give you the impression of glistening shells
and the wonders that lurk inside
But in a moment I was caught drawn
As if trapped, trapped in a biome of motionless energy
curl around me like silk wrapping, beyond is sirens playground, sea, sea so
blue as if breathed on by Zeus, Exmoor’s tears of treasure, and rare in beauty,
like memory filled toy boats, sips lay, lay in crystal white waters, as if
cursed they lie,
Lie in dreamless waters as if on the hunt for Moby Dick
These waters are home to Poseidon’s children, Porpoises as
they jutt in and out of seas arms, waves as they clash on the scuttle of rocks,
like vulnerable jewels to a pirate
These seas are Atlantis’s environment
Sea like this is Sea Dragons domain.
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