[Duncan Ryder] Postcard from Mexico

[Duncan Ryder]

in mexico I dreamed

I was a sandpiper

dancing an early morning beach

 

such a joyous dance

sweet and solitary

on fragile toes

 

and the wind was your touch

on my feathered back

 

and the water was the exact

turqoise blue of my eyes

 

the tracks I danced

into the sand

were wild and sweet

tiny lines of delight

barely there at all

 

the sun burned higher into the sky

and I was no longer a sandpiper

(dreams are like that)

 

children, small and blonde,

found the sweet wild tracks

and laughed with delight

as they danced them away

with small bare toes

[Luke]

That's beautiful you're an amazing poet

[Former Member]

So beautiful Duncan.

[SRevol]

Nice, have you visited Mexico?

[Duncan Ryder]

Thanks.

 

I just got back from MExico...the poem really is a post card! I've been to Mexico quite a few times. I try to get down for a week every winter just to get warm (its COLD up here in Canada!!!!)

 

(And for those of you following Light...I didn't bring a laptop BUT I not only finished the draft of chapter 10, but 11 as well....so now I have TWO chapters longhand in a notebook ...as well as a bunch of additional scenes from future chapters as well. So.....expect new chapters very soon.)

 

I think I brought spring back from Mexico with me. The geese are returning!

[SRevol]

Mexico is my country and it

[Cynical Romantic]

That was beautiful. Almost made me forget that I hate the beach.

[bigbear427]

Exquisite! Have you thought of doing a collection of your poetry?