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Swimming on Limestone

Tori-- after this horrible election and outcome, I have turned to words these past few days for comfort. I'm working on some poems to submit for the calendar (deadline fast-approaching!).  Need your thoughts-- did I use the word venerating correctly? as in I'm worshiping the water, (nature). I also tried to use "musical", undulating words (edge, ledge, submerged etc). I added a photo too.


Calm for a Great Lake, we paddle across
unruffled water of Lake Michigan
as morning pours down on a late summer Sunday.
We linger above limestone ledges
that extend far away to Niagara Falls.

We pull our kayaks onto a tight shore cove,
slip out of our clothes and into
the skin of August-warmed water,
treading in our reflections.

On the edge of a watery ledge,
arms waving to find balance
in the subtle shift of water trying to knock us off,
we stand in the light on this submerged cathedral of rock,
venerating the unsalted sea.



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