Confused Honesty

A wee poem today.

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Doune Aroond

View impaired by haar,
Boats sitting peacefully
On the water waiting
For the skipper and his mate
To come and do their stuff,
And release their potential.

The sea tea tray flat,
The boats moving gently,
Swinging and bobbing
With the flowing tide
Show us unseen currents
Pulling, tugging at the ropes.

Nature provides material
For the photographer.
So many opportunities
To get on the knees,
But not to pray,
To practice the macro skills.

Tiny flowers,
Cobwebs,
Creepy creatures,
Grasses,
Water droplets,
Chances to waste much time.