Spontaneous
beach day
dodging
lightning bolts,
with my shoe
out to sea.
A buzzard,
a flock of
soaring seagulls,
an osprey’s chatter,
variations on the ukulele:
at the sunny center
of the storm
surrounded by
bleached bones
of cypress
with my love:
bellies to the sky.
~Anna Chlewicki Lightfoot~
