Outer Hebrides: Blue Nights

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Poem

The hazy evening–a blue hues filter
In front of the mountains

The Atlantic bay I am sitting in
Pushes gentle waves ashore

The evening sun tries to break through the haze
I can feel spots of warmth on my skin

The vertical furrow between my eyes
Permanently edged in from squinting in the light

The evening settles in quietly

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