Charleston’s Salt Flats
Periwinkle dusk cradled in meringue-d moon –
Beams with tinged sun-drops each echoing its own
Crooning –love for day’s sweet end, far-flung skinny oaks
And ocher-ed waves of spindly marshes dance in the
Salty drink, architectural perspectives paint
The gentleness of each sentry’s uniform
Tenderly embracing reflection-ed wetness
Slowly emptying the tendril-ed ribbon-ed
Salty streams outward into the great Atlantic
Wilds, divided sepias outline the punctuat-
Ing dance with kisses of our entwined enchantment
Charleston salt flats welcoming lovers hungry souls
by
Debora Short
