Pure and Chaotic

© kellyhuntson.com October 2022 Grand Marais MI

Change fills my time.
Implication-dense
feet dirty with regolith
traverse between
who I was and who I am.

Rocks scrape against ribs
the bows of freighters
forests of ghosts thrown;
spun-out
this
season of life
takes
one day at a time
but that is way too trite.

Superior, the lake
never fails to soothe me
drifts into my mind
like love explodes
everything
comes
closer.

Waves roll like drums
the crash of cymbals
mystery
enigma
dreams
endless
stars
burn
relight my words
close-my-eyes
whiff of pine
awash in blue
wind-cased dunes
all things pass

again

begin.

(I know the water is cold,
ignore that.)
~

Copyright © Kelly Huntson and kellyhuntson.com All rights reserved.

© kellyhuntson.com 
At the very tip of the northernmost point on the east side of the Upper Peninsula at Whitefish Point.

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Be sure to visit The Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum if you are in the area.

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