Day 28
Breaking the
still to split the seas in
two, a lone
figure dips
and rises on a wave,
is swallowed whole by the arching whirlpool,
chords smashing and breaking
in an endless, seamless dance.
Shells dug
into sand, upended, point directions writ in water,
long
dreamt of and magicked here, awakening depths of sound,
thank crimson starfish in
rhyme, make the day fade out sublime.
We cast
a sail adrift on the ocean blue, wander at its arrival,
a
message caught in glass. Set on being a castaway, we strike out
as far
as our limbs can carry our sins, trailed by a shoal of dolphins.
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, April 28, 2024
I love what you've done with this sequence.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I have a thing about the sea :)
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