Water


Do you believe?

In

Things greater than 

Yourself?

Do you believe?

In 

Miracles?

Do you believe?

It will end and you will 

Rise up

Out of your bed of pain and fear?

That it will be gone

Dissolved like thin snow or frost

A beautiful nightmare?

Vanquished are the ghosts

You will in time not

Recall the laminate corridors

Antiseptic sting and gag reflex

A night nurse plunging needle

The faces behind morphine dream

Your room mate gasping as if 

Being ravished by herself

A chink of light through heavy curtain

Of hope

A scarescrow angel, you kept the hounds at bay

And mark, in my heart, pressing jewels to forlorn crown

Each gummy bear, red, violet, purple

Like bruises and flowers lain slow

You visit me there, in the crook of my arm

Where anihalation takes her naked bow

You wipe my cheeks of salt, bestow your own token

Posies of disease, viruses for the clean

Small bird bones picked lean, glossy in bleach

They watch her take the boat too far from land and wink out

Like a smudge on the line between life and horizon

They would 

Ask her to turn herself around

Return to the ward, the pill bottle, the undergarment of her lurk

But she has already begun 

To dissolve

Like fine powder

Moving on the swell of clouds

All around birds make noise

And drown out 

The feeling that

She has nothing left to burn

But the thin blue line holding

Our faces out of water

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19 thoughts on “Water

  1. The image is amazing as well as these lines:

    “A scarescrow angel, you kept the hounds at bay

    And mark, in my heart, pressing jewels to forlorn crown

    Each gummy bear, red, violet, purple

    Like bruises and flowers lain slow

    You visit me there, in the crook of my arm

    Where anihalation takes her naked bow

    You wipe my cheeks of salt, bestow your own token”

    Resilient, you are that.
    You will always be.

    The strength in every post proves it.

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  2. It’s exhausting to be ill, to go through all that you’ve been through over such a long time. It takes an emotional toll as well. You’ve given a voice to it all in your usual masterful way and your artful imagery. I especially love those last beautiful ten lines!

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  3. Interesting thoughts here. I often wonder if we have any recollection of our time in utero when we were submerged in amniotic fluids and if that experience is similar to what is to come. I believe in things greater than myself and my knowledge and I believe in miracles. Beyond that I’ve quit trying to speculate about such things for I believe we can no longer ferret out such things than a llne of ants can ferret out who and what we humans are. But then I’m know genius. 🙂 ❤

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