buoyancy (lost)

Inspired by the phrase ‘The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore’ taken from ‘Song of Myself (Leaves of Grass)’ by Walt Whitman.

This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project

I walk on
water

take even paces
out
away from the beach

stand in small swell
no damp
on my feet

run a mile

chase the white caps

run a mile

breathe the taste of salt
impregnated
into air

comes a breeze
off the shore
blowing past me

comes the breeze
with a memory
I can recall
the green leaves that are spring
the dry leaves
that are fall

and comes the breeze
to tell me
of the firmer lands
and
on the breeze
a message
of home

come
says the breeze
to summon me
from water

come

the breeze
pushes me
to places
where the sand
is in-between
my toes
and the buoyancy
of being on
the water
is a memory
that I

I hardly
recall

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