by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
Saltwater cradles me As I float aimlessly, pulled by the tide Vacant as the surface may seem Entire galaxies battle inside Stagnant as I lay Other heartbeats fight for their existence Unknowing all efforts to spawn and Thrive are belittled by the Hunt Endangering...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
The engine’s hum on my father’s fishing boat. Adventures begun on ferry boats. Tranquil silence, joyous wind on family sailboats. These are the vessels that carry me. Tides change like the rhythm of life, With ever shifting balance. Winds rise and fall, Like the pitch...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
Rivers accept all waters: seepings from fern covered rocks, from footprints and wolf tracks. Runoff from feedlots and fallow fields, from waste dumps and rain storms. Flows from icy rivulets and hot springs, from city streets and storm drains, from factory waste and...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
It’s impossible to describe water in 100 words. She is a powerful enigma, chasing down my spine and dancing on my eyelashes. She urges her own rhythm upon the world growing flowers, strengthening rivers, creating space for grief. 60% of my body, 71% of mother earth,...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
Migrating colored rain preferring to keep to itself separate from oil dead yet a life block it permeates innovates roving Mars in search of desalinate Is Water the classist system transpiration tolerant like moss is to dehydration Needing it clean up, over, down, and...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
Soaring spruce trees drip Into rushing mountain streams Calling salmon home
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
Kissing the catch at every children’s fishing derby Climbing down rocks at Ketchikan’s iconic Red Bridge releasing each spawning fish Boating to “secret” honey holes of salmon and halibut Buying our own boat “to catch the Big One, Al!” Ever present binoculars for...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
The greens and blues, they twist and turn pretty as can be Dancing with the greys and whites of the endless sea Coming near and running back the waves they sing to me Sharing all the wonders of the endless sea When the sun begins to set and light begins to flee The...
by SEACC | Mar 2, 2021 | 18 Older Poetry
Kayaking in the SE wilderness. Enjoying the peace without much stress. While absorbing forest, shoreline and ocean. It’s easy to feel deep emotion. Memories flow from paddles previous. Back when times weren’t quite so devious. Lost in thought along scenery vast...
