#NapoWrimo2025
#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour
#Day19
A stray thought on a winter’s day
heaves its way into a bay.
Fuelled and burnt, and a little stir:
it simmers soon like a summer sea.
Within lie nuggets that toss and swirl,
hitting the crusty bed.
They rise, they toss, they hurl themselves,
against a bunch of leaves.
Fragrant vapours waft along
on the wings of a winter breeze :
The fading sunlight streams in,
the glassy berm gleams.
Showers of pepper twirl
and fall: the salty mist dances.
The shores arrive, the waters lead
into the tureen bowls.
The soul is fed, the heart too –
there is warmth everywhere :
A little thought that found its way
into the waiting bay.
Image : Alex Bayev ( Unsplash )
