Image by Alex ShapiroWell, if I said, “jellyfish” again,
you might not look.
She was easily 20″ across.
And she brought six smaller friends with her
this afternoon. A party.
They lined up to present themselves to my toes,
floating in inches-deep water,
suspended in their aging process
as small waves lapped them perilously close
to the rocky shore.
They danced with the rockweed
and allowed their bodies
to give in to the moment.
But they did not set tentacle upon land.
The graces of the tides
pulled them back out to sea, and to life.
This time.
Alex Shapiro
Posted over on her site Notes From the Kelp
1 comment:
lovely poetry work...
you shall share with wider audiences..
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