A Sonnet—Missing Florida

By Jo Bussler, student, Genesee Valley Center-Rochester Unit

April 25, 2013

"Missing Florida"

When I was still unborn I loved to dive

In the reddish sea of my mother’s womb.

I did somersaults in the endless room

With marginal desire for outside life.

But then I encountered like all of us

Gravity. Heavily it pulled me down

It scraped my knees, hurled me from trees, facedown.

That’s life. You have to rise and make no fuss.

When forty years had made me a dried plum,

The Indian Shores invited me to swim.

Here lay my mother’s womb, filled to the rim

with sand as soft as endometrium.

I somersault with bifocals and find

at times sea shells unremembered kind.

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