Turquoise is in my hair, Dad
A sonnet for my dad and Meramac Springs
turquoise is in my hair, dad
And dirt and all the oldies drowning out my sadness from your car CD player
Turquoise shining in your eyes from the blue waters and sky, your smiling keeping me glad
You saw me like your son, no less, and into my memory, I smell the turquoise river, layer by layer
The rocks tumble as I cast my fly-rod out to the sparkly clear cold blue, my feet deep inside the hue
I pretended to stay as still as a frame
I am the turquoise water now, dad, I am one with the summery wave, I am the blue
I wanted to capture this moment so we could be there forever, but time I cannot tame
Turquoise is all around us, sparkling in the sun
The vibrant waves of gleaming wonder swimming like a dance
Summer was in your smile, in your singing voice, in our father/daughter fun
Summer felt better now because you gave my sadness a lift, and helped me without a second glance
Turquoise is in my whole soul, dad, in yours and in everyone
I would like to share this grand little turquoise moment——for anyone who is sad and needs some love and some fun.
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Author note: this sonnet is dedicated to my dad, how he has always made me feel at home anywhere we go. Especially at Meramac Springs, a special place we often went together.
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos,
I am Bexley by Resurgence Novels
The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous will be published by Eukalypto
& Atonement will be released this August by JMS Books
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