sea left behind-/ just train’s wheals/ on the railway

misty daybreak-/ the stray dog/ found in the vineyard

sunset over vineyards-/ even starling are gathering/ black grapes

end of summer-/ light and rain flowing/ all over the pier

it’s getting foggy:/ rhythmic waves still/ hitting the shore

wind from the sea-/ the flock of seagulls/ hesitating on the pier

full moon:/ effacing it/ by black peppercorns

charcoal pencils-/ trying to draw/ the silence