Minds live wide lives from the ways
of wild waters to slow mountains lumber
unimpeded, North and South grow
with each shock rumbling kick Papa’s
final progeny reaches out to arms of sky
stretching prominence into dominance
alps are spines of memory lumbar peaks
instinctive, ancestral, personal, habitual
volcanic rock of memory, all masterful
ever clumping to higher ranges craggy
scar marks of time loom taller with years
yet an ocean always surrounds in vastness
blues deeply scattered with eyes of cuttlefish
distant whales kiss breaching fountainous
under touch of sun and melting stars that
ripple drip reform in salty breaths I can run
eyes along the sky skim an alpine spine and I
can turn back anytime to the coastline
dip feet in the cool fresh of sea its endless
possibilities, where dream creatures bloom
luminescent – the sea, is moved by tides
under watchful glow of weeping satellite
but in the deep, ocean currents flow free.
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Sky House Poetry 