little white egret

San Agustinillo, Mexico
little white egret

like a marble statue, 
she graces the jagged black-brown rock
at the edge of the shore
Pacific waves crashing around her

the little white egret
faces the rising morning sun
wrapped in a blanket of misty salt air

she’s a prayer of hope
as she stretches her neck
a giraffe foraging for food
then tucking her heard 
into her body, nearly neck-less
searching the clear blue waters
for the minnows that would be breakfast

watching, an intrusion 
on her beautiful new day, and so
she floats off into the sun through the clouds
over the foamy waves
and all the delicacies swimming below

Maybe this year I’ll be able to catch a photo of one of the little white egrets!

The Ocean

Fishing boat coming ashore, San Agustinillo, Mexico – Jan 2021
 The Ocean
 I. A lover

 She pulses under the little boats
 with their brown fishermen
 who know her like a lover
 sensing her moods
 content for her to kiss them
 with her abundance 
 II. A queen
 This queen reigns
 over vast lands, unconstrained,
 not to be contained,
 she spreads herself upon the shore
 saturating sand, soaking deep
 she throws herself over rocks
 splashes, transformed to salty mist,
 dissolving into air
 permeating everything
 III. A pool
 She sits like a pool
 on a hot summer day
 inviting you in
 to her stillness
 her soft wetness
 carries your weight
 and you rest on her soft body
 slumbering in her surety 

This is the second post to include poetry I wrote while on holiday last month in Mexico. (Go HERE if you missed the first.) I never tire of sitting in silence and watching the beautiful Pacific meet the coast in the sweet little town of San Agustinillo. This poem is part of an online collection I call Little Morsels of Delight.

Into the Deep

San Agustinillo MX4

Into the Deep

What if
you respond
to the call of the sea
beckoning you
from the safety of the shore
where sand and water meet?

What if
you jump
into the surf
pushing you away
from the familiar solid feel
of your feet firmly fixed
on the earth below you?

What if
you dive
into the heart of the wave
pulsing toward you
shattering you
like a million shells
into grains of sand?

What if
you dare
to move into the endless blue deepness
luring you
into the exhilaration
of the unknown?

Into the Deep is the title poem to the second chapter in my book. The section is a collection of 8 poems about that touch on darkness, fear and the heaviness of they bring. It’s focuses attention on what I once called the ‘bad’ stuff.

What I’ve discovered by venturing into the deep is that those ‘negative’ emotions carry so much possibility for understanding myself deeply.

I wrote this poem from the sands of Playa Rinconcito in San Agustinillo, Mexico where my husband Jim and I have been closing the year for the past 10+ years. The beach there reflects the complexity of being human – sometimes calm and clear, others dark and brooding. The photo, which I took one morning at sunrise, captures the beauty that can be found even when clouds hover overhead like darkness.

* I took this photo at sunrise on Playa Rinconcito, San Agustinillo, Oaxaca, Mexico.