Less Structured Castles



Hold her
when the wind
blows and the pull of blue
is loud and strong and
full of liquid truth.

Spin her
a web of silken song,
play its strands
for a lonely moon
waiting.

Ask her
why she wakes
at 3am to the
thump
of her own heart.

Give her
some quiet place
to start a tiny
garden, watch
hope bloom.

Bid her
room to breathe
and leave her
to her ink.

Take her
hand, some sea
and salt and sand
and build her a tower;
babble something into her ear
that she might actually long
to keep.

 

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Written for Poetic Asides.

 

 

 

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5 Responses to Less Structured Castles

  1. Oh, De…this works on so many levels. Love the shape and the way the tiny lines build in my heart…I love what you did with the poem prompt.

    “Hold her
    when the wind
    blows and the pull of blue
    is loud and strong and
    full of liquid truth.”

    Just love this portion…and the rest of course. 😉

  2. Love these little castles. I hope you get all the great words you want to keep — it seems you usually do! I liked “Bid her / room to breathe/ and leave her / to her ink. ” I love the word breaks you have — it flows so well and you have such an intuitive sense of just where to put the words! And at the same time have them make the shape you want! I am in awe!

  3. Sara v says:

    You’re singing my song, mermaid–full of liquid truth 🙂

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