A Deben morning

I have loved the loveliness of a wintry saltmarsh
a waterscape bare faced at low tide
the Deben tranquil-vibed
muddy wash with rosee pink on a morning rise
silvered too the way tutus catch our eye
and shimmer under limelight
other coloured incidentals scattered all about
knock-out orange billed, the pie plumed oystercatcher
grey and green plovers picketing the shore
and dark as ravens' wing, distant sandbars to cap it all