towards the beach- not far from our home---
a tremendous distance away, from the bay of fundy-
however much she flows through our arteries
not a cloud in the midnight blue sky
pre-dawn delivers a palpable mist
we talked about making ciabatta breads-slicing them,
and grilling with olive oil... chopped fresh tomatoes with capers, garlic..
and the distinctive crunching sound as teeth sink in
who of our friends are truly benevolent..
beneath the sky awakening
tethered to scents of sea salt
we spoke of a living trust..
as soul vessels--
steering away from talking about it
Kate Lamberg
7/18/13
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| bvi, 'at dawn' , photo by kate lamberg~all rights reserved..'13..(c) |
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