Strange, premature spring--blackbirds macraméd
among stark limbs of dormant elm like ebony beads.
Mornings begin with a lightshow—
peach and purple infuse drifting fog banks;
rising sun softens, a celestial blood orange.
Confused plum trees absorb false cues
from unseasonal warmth, exude pink blossoms.
Buckeyes accelerate from fall into summer.
No rain grail to save us, a cloudless horizon.
The Fisher King lingers, caught in a coma.
Mysterious morning, empty trail--
haze dissipates with sun’s rising heat.
Deformed cypress surface, then disappear.
Twisted shapes linger, float against mist.
Dog walkers navigate a narrow swath, stop
and go along a winding path leading to beach.
Flapping squadrons of cranky gulls quarrel,
occupy fractured stone, silvery driftwood.
Deceptive horizons melt like mirages;
the only constant--whispering waves.
Mist shrouded moon gilds still cypress,
slides across blackness, floats over surf.
Tree frogs warble arias to lunar light;
cloaked owls croon from dark forest limbs.
Where dunes diminish, changing tide drums,
pounds liquid energy against glowing sand.
Fog shreds curdle celestial space, erase masts,
clanking tackle of passing fishing boats.
Constellations fade, persistent stars vanish.
Horizons blush pink as another night thins
An Exhalation of Joy
"The happiness of the bee and the dolphin is to exist. For man it is to know that and to wonder at it." - Jacques Yves Cousteau
Taut dolphins leap through kelp,
dive between sea lions snoozing
on stone thrones, slice silver bay.
Practical jokers, they jostle rafts
of floating otters, circle surfers
on boards as they rest between sets.
Aquatic acrobats joyfully
somersault in liquid playgrounds
just beyond where waves break.
Jennifer Lagier has published eight books of poetry as well as in a variety of literary magazines. She taught with California Poets in the Schools and is now a retired college librarian/instructor, member of the Italian American Writers Association, Pacific Northwest Writers Association, Rockford Writers Guild, co-edits the Homestead Review and helps coordinate monthly Monterey Bay Poetry Consortium Second Sunday readings. Visit her website at: http://jlagier.net
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