Ketchikan and Starbucks

One of the great joys to be a poet, a child of the Midnight Sun

Is to meet members of the Golden State on their first Alaskan run

Too many have already done the plunge and the Wrangell Narrows have missed

Too tethered to the cruise ships’ intense caloric abyss

But today this poet whose father’s bones overlook the Narrows as the seine boats  north and south ply

Met a mother and son whose spirit of adventure to go north to the Land of the Midnight Sun could not be defied

Unlike the prospectors of 98 they came north to south heading back to the lower 48

Most likely with their seafood appetites totally in cholesterol lowering to totally sate

This woman with a Ketchikan tee shirt and sons hopefully to the Great Land will return

To with a husband more halibut cheeks and fiddleheads to earn

Bathed in the spirit of the Northern Lights

And the spirit of Alaskans to always when it comes to those in need to do what is right!

        © June 27, 2016, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet 
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