Evening Pays Celestial Oceanside’s Full Attention

[bluebirdspoetry2]

Evening Pays Celestial Oceanside’s Full Attention
by dr todd harris

swimming steadily seaward
swirling currents circle west spinning squalls

drying winds free-sweep left-lying-uncovered-blandish sand
coastal ruling sunset-water abandoning conquered shores

platinum blond polishes share crimson lip gloss
lemon-yellow starlet straps winding aluminum chair legs

reclining tides arresting wind-washed shells

repeated green apple bites crunch

swelling percussive white ocean washes’ murmuring chant
wicker basketed chips pelicans toss askant

curious blue-iridescent flies a-buzzing bamboo landing strips
whirring wings chasing sand-crabs’ bubbling hunch

warm breezes immix cooler seaside’s humor
sunset’s stubborn sunblock-fog erases cerulean sips

[Cory Raymond]

Well bluebird, I've just come from my thread, Before Breakfast, the one where you wrote a poem inspired by my poem, and where there was also some discussion between Dan and me about total clarity in a poem vs. mystery, so this one really made me smile.

I don't know if this is stream-of-consciousness, a record of every sight and impression you had over the course of a few minutes, without any connecting thoughts in between, or what it is exactly. I kind of reminds me of something the beat poets might have done.

I like it because it challenges my brain to either keep up, fill in the blanks, or die trying! I find it stimulating but I don't think I'll be able to return the favor of writing you a response poem.

With mind spinning, Cory

[SweetSilverBird]

Dear Dr. Todd. This is probably brilliant poetry. Alas, I am not brilliant. I don't understand what you are talking about so it is almost completely lost on me. Possibly the words are sort of compelling, and I am an idiot. Mea Culpa. <hug>