"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Blue Water Christmas Tree

I could see it,
a bright island
in the January sun.

My feet had barely
trod a handful
of states in my
own country.

Yet on the horizon
Cozumel was
just a few minutes
across blue waves.

Inside I was a child
seeing a Christmas tree
for the first time.

How fitting the ship
that carried me beyond
my narrow experience
bore the name of Ecstasy.

©Susie Clevenger 2013
At Real Toads Ella asked us to write a poem about wow. It is hard to explain or communicate the wow in me when I first lay eyes upon Cozumel, Mexico. I felt like the little girl who grew up in a tiny house in the country had just been offered the moon. Ella's Edge


sreeja harikrishnan said...

You brought the most delightful wow... I can well imagine that... smiles for you...

aprille said...

Stays with you all your life, doesn't it?

Kerry O'Connor said...

It is so difficult to put those moments into words, but I felt like I was seeing it through your eyes, Susie.

Loredana Donovan said...

Sounds like a beautiful place. Your poem makes me feel like I was there. Lovely :)

Heaven said...

That must be a fantastic place ~

How fitting for the name of the ship too ~ Good one ~

Ella said...

What a journey your poem is! Wow
I love the venture you shared and how many memories danced in my head!
Thank you :D

Peggy said...

Hope you enjoyed all of your trip. It is lovely down there in Cozumel.

Ellecee said...

I can sense the Wow of it, and it is beautiful,,,

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