I do not believe
in gods ordained by men.
This belief is not a choice.
It just is…
The Seeker
You call yourself a seeker,
forever forward-reaching.
But, you are not seeking.
You are fleeing your fear.
Her Roar and Glower
Between heartbeats
and the bursting
of tiny, tide-washed
bubbles, lurching
drifts of seafoam
cling to black stones,
whilst screaming, “No!”
into the roar and glower
of ol’ Atlantic’s storm.
Oars in the Muck
Pull your oar
from the muck,
where stayed
in static,
you’d been
stuck.
The Unforgiving Sea
Grown in the water,
born soaking wet,
I am a creature
of the sea. Continue reading “The Unforgiving Sea”
The Sunken Lady
I hear a blue heart
crying on the shore.
I see her tiny feet
dancing in the sea foam. Continue reading “The Sunken Lady”
Sea Mist Rose
She gripped the railing
lightly, as sea mist rose, Continue reading “Sea Mist Rose”
Best Spoken to the Night
I saw the wind
whipping hair
across your face
and your cheeks
went red, like roses. Continue reading “Best Spoken to the Night”
Lulled by Song and Heat
My sun-kissed dream is
hazy behind gauzy sheets
that undulate in the wind,
delicately. The sea-singer
learned her song, sing along
with the roar of the conch. Continue reading “Lulled by Song and Heat”
Not Gold, But Pearls
Unmoored, drifting,
anchors aweigh,
much like lifting
my wrinkled feet
from the silty floor,
where the world
begged me, Continue reading “Not Gold, But Pearls”
The Tide Washes
The tide washes
against my knees. Continue reading “The Tide Washes”
Black Sea Bound
Adrift,
black sea-bound,
drowned, Continue reading “Black Sea Bound”