Tight Lipped Flip Flops
You’re at the beach
In a tee-shirt-dress
Tie-dyed, no less…
(By someone else…)
And flip flops.
But you hold those glutes so tight it seems you might keel over, losing your balance and center of gravity.
Loosen up, honey.
It doesn’t work if you fake it.
Dive in, the water’s just grand.
leslee hare 
Photo taken after relaxation wound its way into the conversation… :)
ONE SHORE THING
Wary of recklessness
In thrall to fear of risk
Unwilling to abandon
The certainty of shore
Unsure of uncertainty
One will not travel far
That is the one thing
One may be sure of
Grinning at your cleverness, Ben, and of course the rip tide of truth that’s always pulling us out, unwary of your words…….. ;D
Thank you for inspiration. and again …
BREATH
The spirit
This moment
Breathes in
And inspires
The spirit
One day
Checks out
And expires
The spirit
Meantime
Quietly watches
Whatever transpires
The spirit
Invites you
To watch it all too
So lovely, and profoundly appropriate. ;)
Thank you kindly, Leslee.
LOVE you both !!! My dear sister, it feels like that you are just in front of me. I even want to step in for hugging you !!!
Haha, that sounds like a great idea, Feilla! I could use a hug, today was wildly insane on many levels!
(I was afraid that lady might notice I was taking a pic of her, but I got away with it…) ;)
Must be somewhere on the East Coast! I hear tightened glutes are something of an epidemic over here… ;-)