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Tales of the Footpath
by Alisa Jsintriguing footpath there by the ocean
laying next to that bleached blaze of sand
I've watched as your fears dropped discretely
then roll to the side, jumping behind some disengaged rock
no one scurries when the palms begin their slumber
tipping their hats as the seagulls glide past
their songs and dinner in tow
tell me, oh footpath what stories can you spare
of those who travel above and around
skipping lightly or scuffling slow
tell us today as we gather to hear
the tales from your well worn footpath
were some excited to see those great waters
churning provocatively like a dark, sultry vixen
teasing the senses with that suggestive glimmer
of turquoise splashing between quick peeks of white
the footpath thought for a moment or two
then, sighed with a great release
come back tomorrow or later today
for now, I just need to think ...
01/10/2008 Posted on 01/11/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 01/11/08 at 09:34 AM Without a doubt my favorite of all you ahve done. This goes into my faves. I love the kinesthetic relationship between the path and the observer which makes me want to write soemthing similar now! |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/11/08 at 02:01 PM I have to show this to my wife as she looks out the window at 4 feet of drifted snow and says why are we not in Key West. This brings back so many memories. Nice write! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/11/08 at 10:45 PM ...alishJs, what a delight!, an intriguing lil' bout w/ nature and what she knows...love it!...peace, chaz |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/16/08 at 02:22 AM ... an exceptional write..... |
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