Tuesday, March 29, 2011

First Trip To Catalina

She saw the rain clouds build across the horizon
from a bright white to a dark gray

growing in greater density on the boat trip
across the ocean to the island twenty-six miles

of pure agony with the up and down motion
like a galloping horse, an early breakfast

splashed on the deck along with that
of seven children who retched at the smell

finally her boat pulled into the bay
she hurried to her tent along the shore

rain pelted but didn’t penetrate
finally to sleep then awake to a red sunrise

she swam, snorkeled, paddled kayaks, attended
classes and labs finally hiked to the top

of the little island in the middle of the sea
where sea lions, dolphins and children come to play.

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