I am a rogue wave
and capsizing cruise liners
is the least of my worries
I tear at my wakes to dip my caps
with the whites of eyes and
dull fin tips
I am too tall to push the sand away
but the starfish know what I meant
and if they don't, oh well
There is no making up
or made up rolls that I press
or play
My colors aren't perfect and
my mood isn't set in abalone or stone,
My momentum isn't momentous
and by the time I chill children's feet
or toss seaglass at gulls,
my hours and loneliness will pass
There's no need to feel winsome
or dynamic, wild, or otherwise
because I've been those things
from fishers to warships
jellyfish to crashing whales
great people will still sink -
the decrepit ones will weather on,
somehow
and so will I, in spite of everything this ocean of mine
has to offer
however roguish it may be
STAI LEGGENDO
ReAnimation: A Poetry Collection
PoesiaThis is a collection of poems from my youth that were pretty edgy and poorly written. Here, I've updated, edited, and reinvented them so they are not just a pile of lost causes in my poetry archives.