Monday, January 22, 2018

She Came From The Water


a travers les vagues
Through the waves


Deep within 




rushes of seawater 
pouring over edges




washing and saturating 
crashing, enfolding
returning me 
to the deep Ocean 
of belonging.



Elle est venue de l’eau
She came from the water

washed by the sea
Kerrie






Photos of my home Sea Cottage and art
Copyright Kerrie Sanderson Seawashed



Friday, December 8, 2017

Washed Winter

all that gathers on Winter’s shore






 the sea washes in
















Shells of Pearls from the depths of the Pacific




S e a w a s h e d






“The oceans never stop.  They know no beginning or end.”
L.M. Stedman 


All that washes in and gathers by the sea fills our cottage  for Christmastide. A weathered white tree with tattered garland like strands of seaweed,  is just enough.   Old worn lanterns with candles for light  as day fades into dark.  The deep always calling, the waves continually washing and we let it be, we let it be so. 

Washed Winter 
Peaceful Tidings

washed by the sea
Kerrie