(Monet)
…
I am shaken, stirred, blurred
he leads me
into something that can breathe,
beside the still
never
left drowning in my own salt
waters.
..
Written for Margo’s Tuesday Tryouts.
(Monet)
…
I am shaken, stirred, blurred
he leads me
into something that can breathe,
beside the still
never
left drowning in my own salt
waters.
..
Written for Margo’s Tuesday Tryouts.
Love the many ways you can read it.
I love that sentence ending with salt … “left drowning in my own salt” – and nice inclusion of the psalm, too.
I love this:
“he leads me
into something that can breathe”
Love it De. Beautiful truth
I like a river the way you write it.
Oh wow…the two poems in one…together and separate…amazing.
Beautiful combination of different lines/poems/ways of reading it.
Oh, yes. I love using text this way, in a poem. Wonderful.