Well That Hurt
On a cruise ship in the sea
breaking blue waves peacefully,
yet once we land and I descend
the coral moves and shifts and bends.
Out comes something small and sweet
but packing punch; I know I'm beat.
A jellyfish: minuscule and bright
it shocks me and I'm full of light.
Grappling to the surface now
with water dripping off my brow,
"that sucked" I think, "It hurt like hell."
My trip to Jamaica sure was swell.
Copyright © Nikki Robinson | Year Posted 2022
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