Blueplate Special

the sky was
a cobalt blue plate
heaped with cottage cheese
and a sunnyside up egg
laying on a nest
green lettuce
floating on a
dark and oily dressing.

the boat was
a familiar woman,
a willing partner
to touch and feel response,
fullfilling my desires;
we smartly spun
and heeled away
on the sudden edge
of wind and water,
a tight embrace
of eager lovers.

(sailing alone on the lake)

October 1983