Sunday, April 3, 2016

Heather Gelb- A Poem

Jellyfish Invasion

Imagine turning cartwheels near the surf,

Castles in the clouds and sand

Merging into a blur of convoluted shells

Adorning grainy towers and  billowing walls that

Both conceal and reveal

The garlic-skin border between

Ordinary madness and extraordinary insanity.


While walking across the sky,

The wind blows in wave after wave of

Purple sailors shimmering in gowns of apricity.

These glassy-looking jelly fish wave their tentacles and

Bring benign sanity and toxic companions with them.

Perhaps you will invite them into your castles of sand and  clouds, or

Perhaps you will continue a steady stream of cartwheels until

You reach the end of  your stretch of imagination.

Whatever you choose, beware of

Where your hands, feet and mind land.

Brief Bio: I often feel like a gazelle as I leap from hilltop to hilltop.
On one of these hills I recently published my memoir, my spiritual  journey from the hills of one land to another:  

One of my poems based on this book was  featured in the fall edition of Poetica Magazine.
I have also published stories and poetry in other various publications like Pyrokinection, Green Panda Press, Deronda Review, Jellyfish Whispers, UFO Gigolo, Stepping Stones, IJN and Esra Magazine

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