Bioluminescence

Dark skies and ominous clouds,
Along a stretch of shoreline
untouched by man-made lights.
Late in the season,
cooler than ideal,
and still a show.
With each dip of the blade
a trail of glowing ‘footprints’ 
that faded back to darkness. 
The silver glint of fish darting below, 
the rain falling on us from above, 
As hulls glided through the water.

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