by Melissa Huff
these gulls tonight
swoop in formation
switch direction in flight—morph
from thin pale jottings to become
a swirl of strong dark strokes
these gulls tonight
fly with a pulsing rhythm
wingtip to wingtip—one entity—
synchronous motion imprinted
in their cells
and what of us—will we rise
and plunge and rise again together
fingers reaching to sense the other’s trajectory
the two of us breathing as one
inhaling each other
exhaling all else?
Melissa Huff feeds her poetry from the mystery of the natural world and the ways in which body, nature and spirit intertwine. An advocate of the power of poetry presented out loud, she twice won awards in BlackBerry Peach Prizes for Poetry: Spoken and Heard, sponsored by the National Federation of State Poetry Societies. Publishing credits include: Gyroscope Review, Persimmon Tree, Blue Heron Review, Amethyst Review, Snapdragon: A Journal of Art and Healing, and Halfway Down the Stairs. Melissa is frequently sighted making her way between Illinois and Colorado, and is currently redesigning her website melissahuff.com to showcase her poetry.