Island

Island
by JodetteP

 

he lies in grains of sand,

sleeping

dreaming

forever thinking

of lies and his love.

 

sometimes he’ll sway

back and forth

moving to melodies.

Tonight

silver plate in the sky-

shatters

and he’s picking the pieces.

 

Stuck between the water

between the green

the wood

the living

the sand

Whoosh woosh,

“The waves will bring me back.”

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8 thoughts on “Island

  1. pretty cool imagery…the thought of the moon shattering and picking up the pieces…its dramatic…but how often in life do we have to…at least its at the beach which brings a natural rhythm…smiles.

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