Winds roll on this lake
refreshing water and land.
Sky is in tumult.
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Seagulls come refreshed
from a night on bird island.
Squawking is loud now.
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Turquoise water boils,
refreshing the deeper blue.
A line on the lake.
Image: Storm brewing, southern Georgian Bay, 9 a.m. March 31, 2016, Lake Writer
Colder by the Lake 
Do you have a preferred verse you write in?
I see you tend to favour freestyle, but I was wondering what other meter you use for your poetry.
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Just starting to write poetry, and freestyle is what I’ve started with. Interesting question, thanks for taking the time to leave it.
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Beautiful picture!
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Thanks, the view out my window.
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❤ That is awesome! Happy for you! : )
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