Sunny Blues: A Day Trip To Assateague

crossing the bridge to Assateague Island, almost...

there!!!

after a day of this -- 

a gorgeous sunset farewell, till we... 

sea you again!

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

Weekly Wikems. Odyssey.

Hi everyone, it's Thursday. Wikems time.

Wikipedia poems - wikems. 

Here's the idea:

• Each Thursday I post a link to a Wikipedia article, a quote from it and my wikem inspired by that quote.
• I invite you to check out the article, searching for a quote that clicks with you.  (You are free to use the quote I provide if it happens to be the one.)  
• Once you've found your quote, use it as an epigraph, write your wikem, and post a link to it in the comments below.  (You are welcome to post your wikem directly in the comments if you prefer.)

 Let's play:

My 9-year old son proudly informed me the other day that - since he's 25% Greek - his ancestor is Odysseus.

So, here's your Wikipedia article for today: 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odyssey

 Here's my wikem:

STORYTELLING

"...their bed was made from an olive tree still rooted to the ground."

He tells her of ancient Greece,
Mount Olympus with its gorges,
and peaks, and gorgeous gods,
quick-tempered, violent,
unleashing their vengeance 
against mortals and each other.
 
He tells her of shining Ithaca, 

a tanned boy out in the sun,

a man with sea water in veins,

longing for voyage and land,

a wanderer whose very name

is casting lament upon his brow.

At nightfall he sheds his stories,

heart bared, stands before her,

trembling, heeding her silence,

a boy-man, rugged, tender,

weathered skin – a map of travels,

its salty lines aching for touch.

She takes his hand, leads him

into the deep of the island,

through the familiar orchard,

to the wedding bed, the olive

still rooted to the ground,

awaiting his homecoming.

Thank you for reading my wikem. 

I look forward to reading yours.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")