must be the air

three word wednesday: wealth, hassle, inject ; writer’s island no 10 prompt: fork in the road ; photo: Cuba Gallery – www.cubagallery.co.nz, flickr

an ocean away from the bp gulf scandal, new zealand blue….

challenging the motion
she took one look
at the far horizon
and synchronized

every glance
held a wealthy whiff
of clean salty air
bobbing and weaving

with no desire to land
she’s weighing the anchor
a collaborating collusion
swimming to shore the
hassle of civility

crash the sudden scent of honeysuckle
cloaked cloud of tranquility
emanating fusion, a soothing injection
sense the serpentine vines
of attachment