500 days of Autumn

Monday 18 November 2013

Bare branches scrape the sky
and the ocean spits out and
pulls the rocks back
Fingers made of ice
Scream.
Lay down with the waves
and let the sea scrape me in.

4 comments:

Emma Jane said...: This is so lovely. I love the layout of this poem. Perfect.

Em
Tightrope to the Sun; 19 November 2013 at 15:22
Grace said...: speechless. i've missed your posts, friend. xx; 19 November 2013 at 16:22
marcia said...: oh, i've missed your posts! this is the loveliest.; 21 November 2013 at 07:38
Hannah said...: OH so pretty!!; 15 January 2014 at 11:02

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