This place is where i came to
i remember
where God’s power roars
beating against rock strewn with holes
driven over by sea and salt
its taste touches my tongue
my lips
blurring ink upon paper
like tears and wet mascara
a distant ship edges over morning’s horizon
bahama bound
gently, winter’s waves gentle to calm
a hello peaks
the curve of rise and dive
rise and dive repeats, repeats
the quiet greeting
the hello each morn
dolphins near the shore
(C) Kelly Jadon 2023