I sit on my porch
and watch the clouds
clear. One by one
I mentally
lighten the
newly-blue sky
until I see
my grandfather’s eyes,
and in his eyes
I see the ocean
he spoke so
often of.
His Navy hat
positioned neatly
upon his head.
I spend the afternoon
with him, happily
lost at sea.
Amanda Marjorie McKinnon first started writing when she felt a strong personal need to document a period in her difficult childhood. In doing so, she discovered her passion for writing. She primarily writes creative nonfiction but is also exploring fiction and poetry. Originally from Illinois, she lives in Washington State.
