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Ocean Flight


04.26.11 Posted in today's words by

Rosalyn Marhatta writes poems of love, loss, remembrance, and inspiration. She performs them at coffeehouses in North Carolina as part of the Triad Poetry Meetup. She has also performed her poetry for charity and local events and has been poet of the month at Tate St. Coffeehouse and on blogtalkradio’s Words program. She has lived in Saudi Arabia and Guam and has a great love for Nepal and the Nepali people and spends too much time on twitter. This poem was one of two inspired by words found in the poem Red, White, and Blue published at Referential Magazine (The Color of Life was published by Referential in March 2011). Read Rosalyn’s poem and then spend part of your day with Referential. Get a sense for what they’re about and then write your own referred piece.  

Ocean Flight
By Rosalyn Marhatta

Seagulls fly into the shimmer of sunrise
as the sky turns orange-blue red.
The ocean sings to the starfish
and the humpback whale
plays a tune for tuna on their way to school.

The woman in the black Wrangler jeans
squishes sand with her toes
to release the clacking that his tongue
left on her soul.

As a pirate clinks his gold coins
in the wind,
she sits there waiting for waves
to wash away memories
that cut like sawtooth grass.

A seagull roosts on her shoulder
inviting her to fly with him
into the sun.
She puts on her wings
praying the wax won’t melt.




3 Responses to “Ocean Flight”

  1. I didn’t expect that ending. I loved…to release the clacking that his tongue left on her soul. Great line!

  2. Rosalyn Marhatta says:

    Thanks so much for your comment.

    Rosalyn

  3. Kristen Howe says:

    This is a beautiful poem Roz. Great imagery and symmetry. Very majestic.

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