sky diving into the ocean

[saw]

departed poets leave a penetrating scent
if you're inclined to sniff a little dust along the way
ancient aromas tease the olfactory nerve, delight
the sensibilities that percolate the spirit clouds,
dance with the new ghosts at the inn
the dead poet's society is alive, and
Robin Williams has come back
to take his place in the classroom,
so curl your ear to the wind inside
the beached conch shell,
it was deposited just for you, hear all
the disparate voices rolling in
across the sand, then running back again
in the turbulent foam of all that has ever been,
become a member...no applicant can be denied
become a time traveler with frequent flier miles,
and a penchant for sky diving into the ocean

[WIREMAN]

I gots my ears in the ocean.....

[dadio]

Good write