lay me down
on craggy rocks, where cedar and pine trees
veil the blue sky
let my bones be salted
by seagulls & shrunken dried by sun & clouds
i will float
not a lost map
nor a ghost from 18th century sunken ship
but to the vibrancy
of turquoise waves &
woodpecker's incessant tapping
on pine tree
Big Tub Harbour, Tobermory
Posted for dVerse Poets, OpenLinkNight, hosted by Mish. I just came back from my vacation in Tobermory, Ontario and some of the lines are taken from my time there. Thanks for the comments and visits.
