04-25-2016, 04:51 AM
Tidal Pools
She loses nothing that she ever held.
Each newfound gift examined and explored,
absorbed, mutating what she was before;
remaining even as new whitecaps swelled.
Her salt-sprayed heart remembers everything
she cherished and saw clear in morning light,
caressed within the tunnel of her night.
She danced to every song the conch could sing.
But arms spread wide can only hold so much
before all's washed away, out of her clutch.
Her shifting dunes are strewn with empty shells,
the life they carried thoroughly digested.
What's now diluted changes with perspective,
still whispers softly, each within her dwells.
She loses nothing that she ever held.
Each newfound gift examined and explored,
absorbed, mutating what she was before;
remaining even as new whitecaps swelled.
Her salt-sprayed heart remembers everything
she cherished and saw clear in morning light,
caressed within the tunnel of her night.
She danced to every song the conch could sing.
But arms spread wide can only hold so much
before all's washed away, out of her clutch.
Her shifting dunes are strewn with empty shells,
the life they carried thoroughly digested.
What's now diluted changes with perspective,
still whispers softly, each within her dwells.
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