Sea of Souls
I see the sea of souls
overturned n washed away
I see their loss of love churning them
toward the undertow
Their anguish bubbling to the surface
forming foam
poetry soup
Watching &
wading in this
slick of sadness,
i intuit my sinking in the sand.
Not from sheer weight
but by all the hands
grabbing my ankles
trying to pull me in
The mother in me
wants to scoop them up
one by one
& sing them
sweet lullaby’s
The mother in me
Wants to cast a spell,
To calm the oceans,
To form shells
around their tender youth
Nd protect them
from further lures
You see....
i have been in that frigid water many a time
It is where you & i have to go to die
& yet I know as sure as the rising n setting sun
we will all gladly walk that plank again
(Even if it means another mini death)
From under the water i must look like a God
An unattainable form bathed in light
an unattainable happiness out of reach
....what you cannot have
But, it is just i,
a simple caring soul
gathering your words and hopefully you
someday
Copyright © Meghan G | Year Posted 2012
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