From Speedboat to Sailboat

I stormed the Gulf of Mexico for years

a speedboat zooming in and out of victim’s lives

racing solo, jumping hurdles zealously

a zigzag here and there without a backwards glance

a vortex voiding eyes of innocence

overpowered by a roar, a rev, a VROOM;

voracious as a barracuda on the prowl.

Until one day my engine crashed and burned,
left me floating in rough waters all alone.
I saw a sailboat sparkling in the sun
with glassy ripples flowing rhythmically,
found YOU at the cockpit, calm and cool
emanating peace as seagulls soared in harmony.

Your silent treatment blew my mind

as the wind slapped life into me

misty water splashed, cooled me down

a mix of salt and fish aroma wakening.

And all at once I knew the truth-
the wheel was not my own to navigate.
You are the wind, my guide in life.
I’ll let you sail this boat from here on out.

Copyright © 2012 Hannah Gosselin ~ Pier Post Persisting

©laurie kolp

Prompt inspiration-
Poetic Bloomings: #59 Water

Picture - Courtesy of Hannah Gosselin at Real Toads Sunday Challenge

Cooling Seduction

Whitecaps run parallel lines
to Mother Ocean's shore
I lie supine
anticipating
sweet seduction
longing
for salty tongue
to make its way
up steamy legs
teasing tastes
from ankle
to knee
to thigh
to hip
until I know she's done;
I watch her turn back
and head home.

@laurie kolp


Prompt inspiration: dVerse Poetics w/ Sheila Moore