poem/Kamikaze Pelican

Kamikaze pelican nose-dives,

Headlong, bullet-down straight,

Beak crashes the surface

Of water, promising pelican delights.

Does it hurt them?

Every plummet into the

Dark, cold unknown waves

Of hope, swimming silver underneath?

 

Bird body stopped in flight

Taut for the hunt

Risk playing the fool,

And coming up empty.

 

Kamikaze woman nose-dives,

Headlong, bullet-down straight,

Spy the object of desire

And plummet, heart first.

That pink and white polka-dot dress,

That Haagen-Dazs mango sorbet.

That man over there, sweet,

Dark, silvery delight hiding underthe surface.

 

Does the pelican regret a dive?

There, where shiny, bright flash

Proved not to be prey,

But sunlight glistening on a wave.

The pain of diving, breaking surface,

Exhilaration on the way to hunger resurrected.

Rising to the sky, to begin again.