Somewhere between the sea and the sky,
my dreams fly free.
They rise and fall
on the gentle breeze
beyond the heat haze on the horizon.
My spirit with the seagull
soaring and then stalls suddenly,
shattered upon the rocks of reason.
©Alison Jean Hankinson.
This is my quadrille for d’Verse based on “dream”. The images were from our lazy Sunday afternoon walk yesterday. The sky was endless, the birds were amazing. In the distance you can see the sea windmills, they looked like they were dancing just above the horizon.