I never scrounged the ground for a four-leaf clover
But lounged in the outfield, lacing daisy chains,
Wistfully wishing no ball would plop my way.
Landlocked, I drown in watery images,
For it is Irish to long for seas and lakes;
Today I will stomp an icy mud puddle
And misspell my name: Cait catches my fancy—
If lucid dreams were only true. . . .
The Atlantic rolls rough on Carolina shores,
No wild swan will touch down, only wind-braced birds
Trekking and pecking ripples erasing their prints.
A dark room at dusk, the beach is wet with clouds,
A dim black-and-white likeness: smoky gray puffs.
The sun sinks the sand into inky stains,
And my depression runs wild with joy
As the tide washes out, leaving silvery pools—
Footfalls shimmering on swiftly burned charcoal.
I take whiskey neat from a Kildare tumbler;
My hazel eyes turn green today, not my beer.
Beautiful writing full of imagery.
Thanks for stopping by, Mary. Of course, if I need image inspiration, I always stop by your site. So much for painters or would-be painters to learn there. You have such a generous spirit!
Nice…you always pick the best details! And the rythm here is like GREEN GREEN grasses swaying.
Wow, that’s a nice way to think about rhythm. It never would have occurred to me. But I always learn from your comments. Thanks so much. Hope you and your family are doing well!
Amazingly beautiful imagery. Thank you for bring these words together. Happy St. Patrick’s Day
I appreciate the time you took to read. Great to hear from an Irish fellow!
Thanks for the beautiful poem! As I read your words, pictures in my mind were so clear!!!
Thanks so much for your comments, Liz. I am glad the images appealed to you. If I could describe myself as a poet, I would prefer the term imagist, though I am 100 years behind that literary movement. : )
wind braced birds
Thanks for reading, Lottie! I appreciate your support!
I savoured every word. So beautifully written, thank you. I especially loved “my depression runs wild with joy”.
Thanks so much for reading. I appreciate your taking the time!
How beautifully written. It gives my eyes commencement to the consciousness of energy, that is uncontaminated of worldly ruminations.
Thank you! I needed that today.