Salt Spray Invitations
By Mushroom Montoya
La Mar sends me salt spray
Invitations,
Love notes for my nose
To read.
Sunshine sparkles on tree leaves
All around me.
Wind shakes them and pretends
They are white gloved wavelets,
Beckoning me to
Dance on the seashore,
Barefooted and
Barelegged,
So, La Mar can hug me,
And soothe
My broken heart.
Salty moist breezes
Whisper her song,
"I didn't feed all his ashes
To the fish and clams.
I saved a few.
Come to me
With an open heart.
I shall place his smile
Deep inside you."
Salty tears slide over my cheeks,
Onto my bare feet.
My toes twitch and whine.
They prefer saltwater
From the sea,
Rather than the salt laden grief,
Pouring out of me.
To La Mar I'll go
To be soothed and blessed.
To say hello to our son
Forever swimming
With La Mar.
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