The weather has been changeable lately. One day sunny with clear, bright blue skies; the next overcast and rainy.
I love going to the sea front and checking the ocean’s reaction to the weather. Lately, it’s been stormy, big waves rolling onto the shore, grabbing the pebbles, pulling them down the beach into the sea, then picking them up and tossing them back. It reminds me of a poem I wrote when living in Budapest. I wrote a lot of poetry while living there, stream of consciousness while listening to Hungarian jazz players. There is so much ethnic influence in their jazz. It carries so much soul. I am convinced there is an incredible muse living in the Danube. The poem’s title is the name of the musician, date and venue. The Columbus Jazz Boat, moored in the Danube; a fantastic venue for music.
Borbely Mihaly, July 8, 2005, Columbus Jazz Boat
sand
water
waves
wind
sand on lips
blows kisses to the sea
pebbles on the shore
pebbles in a brook
pebbles in my hand
take the pebbles in my hand
skip them across the pond
take the pebbles from my heart
spit them out to sea
deep beneath the ocean
find the pebbles from my heart
toss them onto shore
beat them into dust
make them grains of sand
sand on my lips
blowing kisses to the sea
copyright Alison Boston 2005
Alison Amazed 