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Barefoot Dream

Barefoot Dream  ©

A pair of slippers dance along 
the surf line, dank chill seeps into 
supple leather 

Laughter and joy stream out 
across the endless waves, a 
day’s freedom from society’s 
strictures 

Stripped of sock and slip’r 
toes clinch and let loose the 
sandy floor as it shifts and moves 
as in a dance, vanishing under 
her foot
 
Dancing on the heads of 
ancient warriors, lost sailors, 
drown’d lovers

Foamy wet tickles the ankles, 
grains rasp and scrape a 
hardened heel 

Cleansed in the salty froth, tiny 
secreted bones ache with 
numbing cold 

Sodden cotton slaps the calves
A drenched, forever sound as 
the grasp of death’s hand brings 
her down… 

down, down into the blue-black 
arms of the cold sea

Trisha Sugarek
Butterflies and Bullets 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 3/23/2016 5:13:00 PM
Love the imagery...
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Date: 4/21/2014 12:04:00 PM
Mercy, that was good....
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