Saturday, September 1, 2012

Ocean Invitation

Not landscape.
Not background.
That morning
He
was morning

Rising and breaking
And whisper and rush

Savior and specter

...salty,sensual,licking,tickling,

Laughing

I said,
“I think
  I’ll be

  A mermaid.”
.

1 comment:

John M said...

I enjoyed your poem.
Looking forward to more.
Take care,
John M