A Walk with Otters

A half moon cove of
sand and pebbles,
driftwood,
and weeds of the sea.

From water like glass emerge
heads and whiskers,
wet,
curious critters following me.

The Cormorant

The smooth surface of the water
broke
shattering the reflection of the
sky
in it's place floated a
bird
black and sleek throat thrown back to
swallow
the slippery silver fish.

Then down again it
dove
and once more the water gradually
became
a mirror for the great blue
sky.