Gatherers

By Paulette Calasibetta

I comb
moats of
crumbling 
fortresses
 
gathering sea glass,
opaque – 
beryl
treasures.
 
I hear the
vociferous
laughter 
of children
 
exploring 
frothy
barnacled jetties
searching 
 
briny treasures
filling buckets
of show 
and tell.
 
overhead ~
screeching gulls
in nomadic 
rhythm
 
pluck out
offerings
spawned
by the sea.

Paulette Calasibetta writes to express what is seen and what is unseen.  Inspired by nature, and the spirit of the human condition; motivated by celebrations of life, and the weight of the hollowness of grief. 

Published in Ariel Chart, October Hill, The Academy of the Heart and Mind , Spank the  Carp, and various other publications and anthologies.