Poetry from Alma Ryan

Open Eyes 

the rocks echo giddy laughter

a radio balanced unsteadily upon a paddle board

splashes of a dogs paws in the water

as he skitters in circles

soaked with warmth to the bone

music on the beach sends ripples through the lake

small fishes bobbing along

disturbed only by grabbing hands

shrieks replace laughter 

as a minnow squirms in your palms

the boat rocks and 

we flip 

plunging into the cold

bubbles erupting under our bodies

your hair floats around your face

prompting thoughts of eels and gods

my admiration stays mine 

as my mind melts into water

your beauty for only me alone to hold

you tug me back to the surface 

and the water in my brain slides away

the rocks echo giddy laughter