Kirk Van Dyke
Colors of December
I dove in the ocean
and saw weightless oranges and reds
amid the clear blue,
but that was long ago.
Now I step outside to white
with brown branching,
dreaming of a cold beer on a warm beach,
a struggle with steps taken to water
that stretches sight beyond reason,
a slight burn to the skin,
the taste of a salty kiss.
You were there when I dove
into the ocean and you are here
with me now as I wade into the snow.
In both places your eyes shown green.
Kirk Van Dyke holds a PhD in entomology. His last collection of poetry, Hatred of One's Fascination with an Idea of Wilderness, is available through Elm Books