Saturday, June 30, 2012

morning at the beach

smooth cedar branch falls
among tall green grasses
part hidden, part snake

clouds with peak a boo
blue showing through
sun as yolk-- as all things

 are changing, nothing
stays the same; like tides moving
in and out and in

skittering egrets
in between fatter seagulls
pure parallel worlds

round smooth bright white rocks
picked up for rock garden home
recycling beauty

tall sea grasses wave
free styled--outdoor beauty parlour
blows warm salty sea wind

silver green grasses
wind singing soft arias
ascending whole notes

Kate Lamberg




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