I like this picture very much, it shows exactly how it looked that day, grey and misty. The poem refers to what one may find on the beach after the sea retreats. Most of the time a lot of junk, thrown overboard, but once in a while you'll find a 'golden' treasure, can be a beautiful shell, or shark teeth (on my beach), or a nice shaped stone, a seastar, there are so much treasures to be found on the beach, if only one will look for them.
That's what I meant in my poem.
To a golden sunset I probably would write in a different way.
Thanks for your comment anyway, it's always good to show a different way of looking at things.
The poem has such a nice, flowing feel that I find the dreariness and plain colours of the sand, the sea, and the bird don't fit that well. I could see this with a golden sunset behind, lighting up the sea, turning it into gold. I think in order for poetry in pictures to work well the picture needs to stand on its own as being amazing, and then the poem is the icing on the cake. So many of your others have this wonderful synch but this one leaves me feeling cheated. Just my two cents!
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