When the Sea Runs Through My Veins

On this humming peaceful day,
the whoosh of traffic,
when I close my eyes,
becomes the sea.
I hear the sound of waves
lapping over rocks,
feel the silky gritty sand
between my toes,
taste the sting of salt
on my thirsting lips,
and know
I am safe.

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caitlin gemmell
Caitlin Gemmell lives in a woodland in the Northeastern USA where she communes with chipmunks, snowbirds and bunnies and tries not to kill her lavender that finally bloomed. Her poems have been widely published, most recently in Green Ink Poetry, Blue Heron Review, Dualis and The Otherworld Magazine. You can connect with her on Substack @caitlingemmell

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