Water


She believes she is born of water
a deep voice full of current
an extract of sand and salt

A ripple of seagulls in the wind
white deflections perfectly timed
untouchable mist in her hands

When you hold me, she says
I feel a loon’s wild eternity
in your heart

a beating of thunder and wings
driftwood pulled under
by the strength of waves

Hold me, she says,
until I no longer wash to shore
until our bodies become the depth

I am here, I answer, just above you
a floating lotus
a gentle sway of ebb and flow


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from 'New Works'

©dah / dahlusion 2017 a.r.r.

"Water" was first published in
'New Mystics Magazine'












Poetry by Dah
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Written on 2017-04-24 at 21:41

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
This speaks to me in stunning images. A poem full of the beauty that is nature. A pleasure to read.
Ashe
2017-04-25


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
An exultant work! Welcome to poetbay.
Ken :) ;)
2017-04-24