Post by dommi22 on Feb 24, 2008 13:16:57 GMT -5
This is kind of old...I don't really have anything newish to post since I've hit a huge writer's block and really hate all the stuff I written in the past few months, if anything comes out on the page at all. But this is one of my faves. It was published in a state wide literary magazine last spring.
Holy Water
Pristine water washes
over my bare feet
as waves crawl
up the beach
and slide back down.
I dig my toes deeper
into the wet sand.
The grains are rough
against my skin,
but comforting.
The moon is a shining sphere,
its mouth a perfect "O"
as it howls silently at the stars.
I howl in return,
my voice muffled
by the wind
that swirls around
my exposed flesh.
Inhaling the cool night air,
I wade into the waves.
With one last breath,
I submerge,
allowing the water
to embrace my naked body
and wash away my sins.
Holy Water
Pristine water washes
over my bare feet
as waves crawl
up the beach
and slide back down.
I dig my toes deeper
into the wet sand.
The grains are rough
against my skin,
but comforting.
The moon is a shining sphere,
its mouth a perfect "O"
as it howls silently at the stars.
I howl in return,
my voice muffled
by the wind
that swirls around
my exposed flesh.
Inhaling the cool night air,
I wade into the waves.
With one last breath,
I submerge,
allowing the water
to embrace my naked body
and wash away my sins.
