you left footprints
in the folds of my gray matter
no waves to wash them away
an eternal shore
like the moon
without air
without water
only the roar of the ocean
and the crisp
outlines of your
shoes
——
It’s National Poetry Writing Month!
Day 12
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Awesome.
Thank you, Emily.
Great write, I love the ending, that image feels like a contrast yet also a perfect fit within the law of nature.
Thank you!
“crisp / outlines of your / shoes” – what a strong and unusual image. Great work.
Thanks!
I like using ‘A’s and o’s too. We chose the same on this one