In the Picture

Soft
sky
reaching
far above

fills
this
picture
with delight,
tho' at one third's height,
(a good place for an artist's eye)
that focal point, a horizontal reach of spruce trees
and tiny barns, almost a sky line for my eyes, anchors vision to this place despite
in a damp forefront gulls fly and dive to drop debris,
(a new place for that artist's eye)
their well found treasure,
seaweed, shells,
to gild
wet
mud

hidden just
beyond
this
frame.