Morne Gimie, Saint Lucia.

air

In the blue-dyed surfing of air

an inverted rainbowl

perches its prismatic lips

across the gracious, steadfast earth,

and in Veronica's garden

a cavorting butterfly prevaricates

among the vanes

of pigeon-peas' yellow blossoms,

and across town,

you yearn after those sexy dancers

barrelling through space,

arching, escalating over breath.

Contemplating Morne Gimie's triple mornes,

I envision Him

taken from our clouding sight,

upon the elevating air.

(c) John Robert Lee - from "elemental" in "elemental: new and selected poems" Peepal Tree, 2008.

(c) John Robert Lee - photograph, Morne Gimie, Wednesday October 21st.