• Grant Handgis

Grant Handgis ~ Author/Poet

from "Living on Dreams"

En la playa

On the beach, I watched

the children await the waves

patiently sitting in the sand

of the waters wake

speaking faster than I could

understand, while not moving far

from the vista-rama of parental view

sipping cervezas and cokes

fanning away the summer heat

but glowing with late afternoon

Mazatlan sun

The hotels on Sabalo beach

speak of wealth and well placed

patrons, vacationing in style

But on the beach

unwary of this scene

the many faces

greet the crashing waves

as eager smiles and

squeals of delight

fly across the sand.

Copyright 1998-2011

My first real foray into Mexico was in 1996, when I spent two weeks in Mazatlan, alone, wrestling with a serious philosophical dilemma. The beast I wrestled with was Love. Something that stepped right in front of me while I was on my way to personal freedom. Living in Mexico of course. My thoughts became matters of the heart, and I had long forgotten how that worked. I had only logical rationalizations on hand, and that message was screaming RUN!!! I wasn’t aware of it at the time, but the heart thrashed logic like the sinful child.

This was the first poem I penned in my blank book of poems, while sitting on the first beach I reached. The first of many to come. Everywhere I looked I saw poetry in motion. Everything was amazingly clear, simple, untroubled. I was the observer to social life in a way I had never perceived before. Totally detached as a participant. The words came easy and often. From the beach, sidewalk cafe at night, 3pm in the morning with a whiney overhead fan. It was all beautiful, and emotionally delicious. I have come to understand why this is, but that’s another article. . . .


g. Michael Handgis Photography


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