I string aquamarine wishes with beads

to make an invisible necklace

which reminds me of the sea;

the softness it whispers in its sleep

on a wintry morning, pulling into the shore,

or the tragic chorus within its summertime swells,

the smell of salt, free of wounds to worsen

and the crunch of sand bitten pathways,

the reflection sunshine paints upon a placid surface

or the mottled stormclouds

moving in daubs of grey upon the waves,

the thunder and peace of an endless blue

tied up in ribbon, pulsing beside

the naked skin of my neck and chest.

Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

Between the Trees UK

Between the Trees US

Available internationally

Image by Dimitri Houtteman from Pixabay

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