Here In Paradise
Marmalade
drips from
the sky,
and all around me, the world is awash
in vibrant orange splendor
splashed with yellow gold
Here in Paradise
where graceful palms
lean toward
dipping sun
I dip
my toes
into the liquid amber of the tide.
As if to catch the day’s last rays,
I embrace radiance as it embraces me.
Far off in the distance,
the stretch of mountains
on a neighboring island
cradles
what remains of the sinking sun.
I have now waded out into the sea. . .
my eyes savor
the sky’s color of sweet marmalade
and below it,
water’s warm honeyed gold
lapping softly at my shoulders.
Suddenly
a swarm of swooping wings
bursts from the heavens!
My eyes now feast on hundreds
and hundreds of dark
wheeling gulls,
stark against the bright sky -
the marmalade sunset’s
surprise finale.
For A Place Called Beautiful Contest of Janis Thompson
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