Saturday, April 6, 2019

Southern shores (Day 808)

beyond all 

measurable time-stained 

fingers brushing 

soft slick teardrops 

from your face 

you say you

find southern shores 

nurturing  tasting 

as they do 

of salted sweetness 

creamy as jonquils 

nodding in 

spring-laced groves 

and so  you go 

in ever-smaller pieces 

(c) 2019, by Hannah Six

Image: reginafloyd/Pixabay

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