Sensory Overload
Standing on the rocky sandy shore
littered with bleached coral rubble and black stone
the salty tangy dead-fishy iodine
scent of the sea calls me
Whirls of foamy wave bottoms
breached by a few fin kicks to reveal
the Salvador Dali-designed riot
that is the reef
turquoise yellow red orange
flashing silver of the baracuda
Silky seawater
pours over my skin with
every kick
Azure vase sponges illuminate
shrimp tenants
Orange elephant ear sponges
embrace coral heads
Schooling wrasse play
stands of purple tube sponges like a pipe organ
Gravity sleeps as I drift
in every dimension
soaring like a seabird on thermals
--Barbara Malcolm
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