071010b Outside Chesapeake Bridge Poem by Manonton Dalan

i tire from thinking i'm going away
not far you can still hear from me
if dolphins would chuckle to sun
jump so high to reach where i am
i would whisper and call your name
blow it to the wind, swirling within

clouds are closest to my palms
flowers are growing freely beyond
my shutters lay silent in my room
if i dive beneath teasing waves
i will find kingdom by corrals' bloom
where fishes sing their sweet song