Viewport width =
March 20, 2017 | by  | in Poetry |
Share on FacebookShare on Google+Pin on PinterestTweet about this on Twitter

river/dusk

the sun’s glitter reflects off the water

which pools and whirls into

pale pink with purple hues

light catches around all the edges of your body

 

i lay back and watch the steam rise from the water 

the way the smoke ends from a chimney

before it drifts into the small century of the sky

 

i keep telling everyone i love someone and it’s you

but i hadn’t thought to tell you this?

 

the earth splits open like rocks

the still water turns to a massive waterfall

between the shifting of the lithospheric plates

 

and then

gone

 

so calmly, you say

“look,

the earth could swallow us whole”

Share on FacebookShare on Google+Pin on PinterestTweet about this on Twitter

About the Author ()

Add Comment

You must be logged in to post a comment.

Recent posts

  1. Interview with Katie Bruce
  2. Summertime Sadness: An Ode to a Short-Lasting Summer
  3. For Teresia
  4. Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, Season One
  5. Hit and Run
  6. what an idiot
  7. Shakti Refuge Refused Funding
  8. VIC UFO
  9. Presidential Address
  10. Te Ara Tauira
Salient (4)

Editor's Pick

Summertime Sadness: An Ode to a Short-Lasting Summer

: - SPONSORED - As the Wellington’s annual premature cold kicks in, the hashtag tbt increases sevenfold and we all begin to get moody at the thought of the imminent mould sure to resurface in the coming months. I was fortunate enough to grab at least a week of sunshine and happin