I spotted her again
down on the beach
a huge rump, bending down
picking up shells
slowly
and for a moment she became
the soft brown fur
the haunches of a more than large
dog – it could be a bear –
scavenging idly
and as I looked again
she turned into a tree –
trunk and knot-tied
flaring her innards
wizened by the sea
inviting me to stare
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Tags: 2010, beach, landscape, observations, shape-shifting
What shape does the ‘she’ take now??