Let Go

Somewhere outside of Kotzebue, Alaska

Let Go


when you stand
in that spot where the earth curves
tomorrow sitting on the horizon
a blade of grass tall as a mountain
the sun a cold white eye
watching your every move
remember you are not a deity
control beyond your grip
let go

when you stand
in that spot where the earth curves
remember to cry out when
she turns you upside down
gently pats your buttocks
and holds your feet tight
swinging you through space
let go





[That is it! Poem #30 for April. Thirty poems, one a day for National Poetry Month! Thanks to all for sharing my work! See you next year? Perhaps you'll write too?]