the unknown by Nicole Farmer

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for Sara

the wind blows off the ocean 
making waves disappear to who knows where

palm trees are galloping horses
that have no say which way they are whipped and tossed

if your mind tries to find answers
in the mysteries of nature, your heart will only laugh

there is no reason 
for the magnetic pull you feel to a total stranger

sometimes a hug is
not a just a hug when two bodies pool like melted butter

now a person on the other side 
of the Atlantic contemplates throwing themselves off a bridge

meanwhile, here, a gentle rain falls
in secret prism droplets, its message delicate and undecodable

the morning sun shines
making rainbow tears roll down your cheek

my heart skips a beat
at the indescribable beauty of this single moment, again

Nicole Farmer is a writer and reading tutor living in Asheville, NC. Her poems have been published in The Closed Eye Open, The Amistad, Quillkeepers Press, Capsule Stories, Haunted Waters Press, Sheepshead Review, Roadrunner Review, Wild Roof Journal, Bacopa Literary Review, Great Smokies Review, Kakalak Review, 86 Logic, Wingless Dreamer, Inlandia Review, In Parentheses, and others. Nicole was awarded the First Prize in Prose Poetry from the Bacopa Literary Review in 2020 and has just finished her first chapbook entitled Wet Underbelly Wind. Way back in the 90’s she graduated from The Juilliard School of Drama. You can find her dancing barefoot in her driveway on the full moon at midnight. Website: NicoleFarmerpoetry.com

Image: Palm trees on the beach at Ka’anapali, Maui, by kevinmcgill, Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic license, via Wikimedia Commons.

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