James Marshall Goff Poet Lyric

Ode To the Granite Boulder In Lake Superior

...upon emerging from the fury of 
swimming just a few feet out in the Grand 
Old Lady


Boldly upright in surf
Fog races in and cloaks her surface
Alive! I grip the bottom for the crush
As waves crash my glistening face
Freedom has found me!



01/19/14

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John Loving Iii January 22, 2014 at 7:35 PM careful with those waves.

Richard Lamoureux January 20, 2014 at 7:58 AM This makes me feel refreshed.

Phyllis Babcock January 19, 2014 at 1:50 PM Had me thinking of the people who ride the surf. I am afraid of water so you would not catch me riding the waves or on the water if possible. Nicely done on this poem Jimbo. love phyl

Andrea Dietrich January 19, 2014 at 11:34 AM this is awesome, What a ride!!!

Poet Tacito January 19, 2014 at 9:19 AM I'd LOVE LOVE LOVE to feel this for real, right now. What an invigorating writing!!!