The Poetry Marathon

Hot, spicy smear the meat, veggies, fish

Jamaican heat, melts the street, music everywhere

Ocean breezes, tastes salty,, in the sand

Arm in arm, lips entwined

Slowly sip my rum,

Nicely

At play rehearsal beginning to take myself to another level of time and space requires leather not lace.  Reaching within for a higher shelf to become your character, extends myself. Worrying about the whispering crowd not anymore, being me, creating your story, setting me free

I love to take a bath at the beginning of the day.

Better than a breakfast in bed of steak and eggs

I love to take a bath in the bright sunlight

colors

bursting bubbles,

warm water just right

I love to take a bath in the afternoon

before the children

come home from school

I love to take a bath in the deep dark night, lavender,

Vanilla scents a delight

I love to bathe in the ocean waves

caressing my body erasing my pains

I love to take a bath in a thunderstorm, wind, lighting, bubbles warm

Baths  rock my spirit and my soul

To sleep,

lulling me to places sweet and deep.