Playing In The Sand

romantic fantasy

　

PLAYING IN THE SAND

On a cloudy Sunday morn we walked the empty beach hand in hand, playing tag with grayish waves and laughing at the way salt air mingled with October blown, and tangled hair. I was fascinated by you, even then, as you danced ahead, turned inviting me to taste the space where you had just been. ~~~ An early October morn, the water still warm enough to take a swim, to feel Gulf stream mysteries against our skin. We lost track of time in each others jazzy scent. Or did time lose us, maybe slipping into a moment? It was as if we warped around a crazy Nina Simone heart beat when suddenly we came upon the hidden cove. Over hanging trees gave some shade as a late rising sun laid naked the calmness of the waters blue. While the motion of the waves sliding smoothly across the shore sounded like swishing notes of Ninas blues. It took away our breath and I remember well standing next to you never wanting to leave. ~~~~ Not sure what happened next it seems still as more a dream. From the other side of the cove they came, two playful Gray Wolves racing, chasing, barking at the advancing, then retreating waves. Seeing them was magic, even more was the smile on your face. And then, you were off running and leaped into their games as if you belonged there all along as if they were long lost friends as if you were somehow even more alive as if I know its how I first knew I loved you, the creamy texture of your deep Mahogany skin, the beauty of being a natural child, free, uninhibited, human wild. And the wolves, one totally black the other, mixed gray and white, with black around the ears and eyes. The black one must have been male cause after a bit came to sit by me almost as if he were saying, They are beautiful, dontcha think? ~~~~~ Not sure how long it was before I awoke, laying peacefully on the beach alone. Was it just a dream? I could see wolf and human foot-prints next to where I laid and yet where had you gone? The feeling of mystery and being alive with wonder was tucked deeply inside next to my heart as I walked back the way we had come. I saw the note as I opened the car door. You said, Redzone, thank you for helping me find the dream cove place where I live with my wolf friends again. Once we lived many in these parts roaming, alive, raising family. Once, this was a beautiful place. Perhaps, if you want, you could find me someday, you know where to look. ~~~~ I could only laugh at her joy written in heart beats of Nina Simone calling my name and inviting this poem. She signed it with her paw print and the scent of salt air and sand wrapped around a picture of us walking hand in hand enjoying each other in a smile. ~~redzone 8.2.03

 

Author's Note

I wrote this while listening to the title song, "Dancing nWith Wolves" and thinking about a friend. Crits are welcome..

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Wow and wow again. I just loved this piece. I still think the best is the inviting me to taste line ... brilliant.

[redzone]

thank you KL... I am really happy you enjoyed this, and gave it love... written a while ago it remains one of my favorites...

[barleygirl]

This is remarkable! I'm so drawn in & taken away by your story. There's so much magical & imaginative thinking that goes into such a poem, many lightyears beyond the writing itself (which is very good, too) but I could fall in love with the mind that dreams up such a heart-touching scenario. I'm also a lover of the wolf totem . . . in fact, right now, I'm wearing a sweatshirt with a wolf embroidered on the front . . . and I also have other possessions honoring wolf. Your descriptions are delicious, both from the standpoint of being able to SEE your story, as well as to FEEL your story. This is really a precious story. Thanks for sharing & please feel free to share anything like this that you also clearly love about your writing (((HUGS)))

[redzone]

thank you Margie, for the love in your review... the story behind my discovery of the wolf being my spirit guide I will have to tell you another time as it is rather long and involved... for now, I amglad this poem found a home with you as it is a poem I consider one of the ones I love the most... there are some parts I have considered editing to make smoother in reading but have left it alone and as I wrote it... perhaps I will if I ever decide to pull together a small booklet of sorts with all the poems I consider as my Native roots poems..

anyway, thank you for your visit Margie

[MsJewel]

A beautiful story my friend. You have a gift for drawing the reader into your poetry - I feel as though I was there - on that cloudy October morning, the salty scent of the waves, the feel of the cool breeze, the delight at watching the smile upon her face...

stunning poetry my friend.
:) Julie

[redzone]

Hi Julie, this is one of the poems I'm most proud of, so it means alot that you liked it. This is me trying to write romantically. And I also like story type poetry. Beowulf or the Iliad, Paradise Lost. Of course those were Epic poems and mine just attempts at poetry. Anyway, I really do appreciate your review, thank you for your time and sharing your thoughts.

[Frieda P]

You had me at Nina Simone heartbeat, this is an awe inspiring read redzone, it wraps around a relationship, the ebb and flow of what makes it memorable.

"inviting me to taste
the space where you had just been."

Love that line, wish I would have thought of it, love it all!

[redzone]

Also one of my favorite lines ... thanks Frieda

[Frieda P]

You're very welcome, such a pleasure to read....

[Sami Khalil]

Sand , salt air , beach , love , passion , wolves , dances , laughter , imagination all in one lovely poem...:)