The Escape – Fiction

August 27, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

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I PLunged into clear; whilst murky
slept beneath avoiding
air bubbled skin
bring boats; navigate the coast
in search of me; my thoughts
you won’t recover
yet I fear not
breath in my lungs
will expire soon, my last
farewell to life and loves
that I have known

yet there is peace floating
bathed; nudged in silence like your hand
in darkness across a wavy bed
for our fingers never held in love
a Strike would find its way ~ as waves
CraSH towards the shore in search
of rest; the current pulled them back
as I with you returned for
insults; punishment

with one last look water veiled
plastic upon my skin; arms braced
I still shield myself from you
let the water gently fill my eyes
as I fear not
I shall escape into the darkness
into the sea of graves as others
have before me, indeed a privilege
of the life you found unworthy

and as I rest upon the sand
shards of light flirting with my skin
fish that pick my bones
there is freedom
no fight ~ no breath ~ no hate ~
I fear not
the TORment of you will disappear
the abyss will have swallowed me
and left you ~ a hatred memory

©JMTacken2013

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July 28, 2013 by ramblingsfromamum

So, dive in! At least dip your toe! Get in the flow! And sing! (But don’t get water up your nose.) The topic for the day—a body or bodies of water. For these purposes, a body of water can mean anything from an ocean to a mermaid (or man), a lake to a puddle, even, if you would, a glass, a tear, a rain drop.

FOR DVERSE ~ POET’S PUB http://dversepoets.com/2013/07/27/water-water-everywhere-surely-theres-a-poem-there/

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Seabirds grace skies
circumscribed by blackened clouds

~whispering my name
ocean beyond cerulean hue
beckoning

I walk ~hands splintering
on wooden rails, steepness of the
sandy track

you left
casting sandals across dampened
dunes bare foot

gazing to~
the crescent moon
lifting darkened green

my lips devour bubbles
liquid strength
you left

kick abandoned castles
tears ~as grains soar into the air
and I dance

whirling ~arms outstretched
as soles immerse
cold against the briny deep

I give of me to the hues of blue

swirls ~spilling saltiness
‘cross my lips
swallowing the sapor of the sea