Intangible Vacation – a poem (for the senses)

Last fall, I attended a Saturday Writer’s workshop by poet Kelli Allen.  Kelli asked each of us to ‘think outside the box’ and also add something to our poetry, that doesn’t quite fit.

Sorry it took so long to post, but this was one of the results from that day.

Folly Beach, SC after a storm

Folly Beach, SC after a storm

I call the poem “Intangible Vacation.”

Faded –

the coal black line

on the horizon.

Subsided –

remnants

of a tempestuous storm.

Eyes closed,

the pounding sea

delivers

synchronized waves

pushing boldly

towards me.

Eyes open,

a harvest of green and yellow

seagrasses…

The dunes roll gently

to the sand.

A runner jogs in time,

as twenty or more

seagulls rest,

basking in the golden sunrise,

reflecting from the wet,  yet powdery, shoreline.

The sky offers

Crème fraiche arms

gracefully outstretched

to envelope the atmosphere.

An Egytian sphinx

Appears in the cornflower blue space

between the clouds.

Wait.

Now it’s gone.

White birds soar,

Littering the sky

and float

like paper airplanes

above the teal-grey ocean.

I sit quietly,

relieved

that my body

and not my mind

took a much-needed

vacation…

 © Copyright February 2014, Sheree K. Nielsen

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