Whale Whispering
Although both the wind and waves
Are now each calling
Whether or not you take note of
The very rapture of my porpoises
And whales
Today out yonder
As they do idle, make love and play
Beyond the bluff
Then mount and ride proud
Upon the summit, peak and brow of
Innocent tsunamis
All that now means nothing
Since they are far too busy pleasuring
To notice
And would they even care
I dare think not
Although I watch alone and
From a certain distance
Come watch them too
If you so choose and please
As they crash, pose, weave and wave
By any yardstick perfect
Thunderous they are my friend
Those flying porpoises and whales
Who leap only for the joy of leaping and
Some innate drive to cruise alongside
The likes of lone
Kittiwake, albatross and petrol
See how through clouds and waves and storms
They all did appear
Then vanish down mid
Saline spray and foam to briefly surface
And to dance in dappled sunlight
Before disappearing with a mighty wave
And slip below an beyond the
Deepest and the darkest depths of
Shameless and Shadowless oceans
To where the whale whisperer was calling