How easily she left the house;

How easily she left the house;

A Poem by Ebby

The windows glow amber on the cliff top:

On the beach she palm-cradles pebbles;
[not the imagined :chink: but something altogether more]
tumbling fistfuls watch and wait.

She is pieced together: some other limbs
hinged from some other spinestack,
a rickety puppet performing to fog

whose paleness blows in across the salt marsh;
a brackish and cloaking relief, softly
cloaking her powdering bones, her blunted mind.

Seaweeds wrap skirts round her hips,
round her silver-lined belly,
tightly binding her heavy hands.

The oystercatcher sieves memories from salty shallows.
An SOS lined neatly in stones
and a sea so flat and wide as to still her blood


© 2012 Ebby

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Hi Ebby, I love the ocean and the soothing images you created.Love the title. I would easily leave my apt. as well. I'm new here, just learning the rules.

Posted 10 Months Ago

beautiful poem - it has some gorgeous imagery

Posted 5 Years Ago

Wonderful write.
Crave for more.

Posted 6 Years Ago

I try to befriend you and WC won't let me for some says you have already sent ME a request but I haven't seen one or I would have readily approved it. There's an error in the works somewhere. Anyway, we ARE friends! Count on it. Hope your day is wonderful!

Posted 6 Years Ago

Frail and distant in the fog of the world-- has me wondering with heavy heart if and when the wind will blow. This is masterful work, as always.

Posted 6 Years Ago

the phrases you use in this are fantastic. the blunted mind. yes.

Posted 7 Years Ago

What a pleasure you are to read...what a wonderful descrptive voice carrying the words along like flower petals at a wedding of gods. I miss you. Bless.

Posted 7 Years Ago

i loved this. such a unique flow, & a real sweet, ethereal flavour to the whole thing. very nicely done.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I came again to read, it is flowing in waves, what I like so much. Who is she?

Posted 7 Years Ago

So very glad to find a poem of yours here, even though I'm a couple of months late finding it. Your poems are always treasures. Have missed reading your work much. Good thoughts sent your way. - Mimi. xx

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on April 22, 2012
Last Updated on April 22, 2012



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