Victoria

the ocean
a new shade of blue
intense
cool
flirts with shorelines
gentle wind is the
breath of a new day

sun
once far away
no longer seems
out of reach as
it burns with the fury of
a child hunting a
spring sparrow

clouds
perched above the earth
hover with a
prolonged
sense of achievement

the sky
on the breast of
the highway ahead
is impossible to obtain
even on the way to a
new world


Michael Lorne Leard