Anacortes (day seven)

Here is another poem-a-day for National Poetry Month. Anacortes is a town on the west coast of Washington state in the USA.


Riding along the bike way
clouds of blue heron
rise from the reeds by the levy.

The mountains and water
hold each other in close blue distance
like quarreling lovers.

Oil tanks cluster
along the Puget Sound shoreline
like pharaonic tumors.


2 responses to “Anacortes (day seven)

  1. pharaonic tumors. Very good. And the clouds of herons.


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