At low tide
she gathers broken shells and sucks on candied plums
searching
for sea lavenders to pin on her sand castle
until there is nothing left to look for on the mollusk hash
but the print of faded flip flops as they melt on jaded foam
and the drip of sighs trickling on flooded sands
her steps batter up rock crags slick and crimson
above high tide
where a lavender sun pours ripples of amethysts onto mermaid garlands
coaxing
the sound of her heart song to float above the roar
to listen for patches of anemones glistening around her feet…
smell ribbons of wisteria winding through the breeze
Simply breathtaking!
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:).. hello and thank you 🙂
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You’re talented, Kae. I look forward to reading more of your poems. I was wondering if you do write prose (not necessarily the poem form) as well?
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:)…yes… I have written some children’s stories and novels that I am seeking publication for… thank you so so much for your encouragement:)
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Love it!! Hugs!!
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:)… good to hear … thanks Miguel
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A “lavender sun”!!! I’ve never thought of this … how inspired! 🌹💕
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🙂
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Kae beautifully written.
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Thanks Roland:)
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This is exquisite, Kae!
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🙂 thanks so much Polly
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