In a pool


pillars and lanes accordioning
across long heated air breath oceanic
gray blue gray blue surface wall by wall

the movement endures till the next sweep

where is sound
just we flit oceanic

time sweeps in with the hour stroke

suspended into hulk bone-hewn
now the steam room


free path from pebbles through delirious plunge

open strokes snapped by ripples

splash claps all the way to the pines
goldfinch streak past coasting raptor
in brisk sky

drag an afternoon across eternity

Andy Oram
June 5, 2019