Kae Bucher

Bella Donna

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

Published by Kae Bucher

Hi, my name is Kae Bucher. Thanks for stopping by. I was born in the Florida Keys, but grew up in the Bay Area before migrating south for college. I completed my bachelor’s in English at Fresno Pacific University in California, where I minored in Christian ministry. I have also had the privilege of serving as a youth pastor. In addition to teaching special needs students and raising four children, I also studied Special Education as a graduate student at FPU. I have now been writing for over twenty years. Recently, I have written articles for iPatriot, and I am in the process of converting my front room into a greenhouse. I like storing humor and greenery, weeds and poetry, in mental tin cans. You will find my humanitarian dreams and political leanings organized accordingly. Feel free to dig through my buckets…

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