Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Ah, the curve of the coast
Leaning into
Itself,
Like a child’s
Sleepy head
Her weight slowly
Transferred.
Ah, the breath of the sea
Curling wave after
Wave.
A warm exhale
On your neck,
Child’s rest clearly
Preferred.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Coast
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Na'ama Yehuda 
Beautiful image and words dear Na’ama, so lovely and soothing 🤗💖 xxx
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Glad you liked it! I do love the coast! (As I know you do, too…) 🙂
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😁💜🐬 xxx
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I could so walk that beach at the moment. I bet it’s warmer than ours. My toes are dropping off with frostbite just thinking of our beside-the-North-Sea beach
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I could SO walk that beach at the moment, too … 😉 It’s a photo I’d taken while I was away overseas … and I would LOVE to be there now … (and yeah, North Sea beach sounds blue-lipped material to me …)
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I remember one (early) Easter, with snow on the beach, I encouraged my friends to off shoes and go for a paddle. Shucks, I had to stand the drinks afterwards.
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Yep. I can see why … 😉 Hot cocoa, all around! 😉
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Indeed. Though it was more alcoholic, as I remember
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No worries. Add some brandy … 😉
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That’s the one 🙂
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Beautiful poem and wonderful coast as well.
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Thank you! I adore coasts, in every shape, in every weather. This particular one was especially lovely, for the connotations it has for me. 🙂
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