Wind Chimes

Wind Chimes

of metal and string
above, tiny bars

dangling, bringing
breath from far

away. What oceans
say to the towns

they spoon, in
shore-speak, rocks

rubbed soft through
sandy pillow talk:

Take all the pieces
of the world arriving

to you. Beaches
full of sand thriving

alongside water, wind
that carries the place

away, then back, tinged
with a foreign taste.


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For Cindy, my beloved mom-in-law, who passed away early this morning. So much love for her, and all her family and friends.