![]() Defense MechanismA Poem by Courtney![]() doing a series of nature poems![]() A gust catches the sand as white as snow A layer catches flight revealing dark toes.
So long have I crouched here with eyes staring down that the beach has devoured my feet inches into its ground.
I gaze at the red contrasting from the stretching white My eyes are closed, hands folded- position seems only right.
Claws for hands; scaly skin; the size of my palm Under my breath a prayer said and a scripture from Psalm.
Lying on his back, as still as a rock his death I mourn Whispered words, fingers clasped my expression forlorn.
But the sun suddenly brightens, a gust sweeps the bay. The rigor mortis body is flipped, and he scuttles away. © 2009 Courtney |
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Added on March 9, 2009 Last Updated on March 10, 2009 Author![]() CourtneyDallas (for now), TXAboutI graduate from college with a degree in creative writing in a week, and after saving some money, I'm planning to move to New York to see what it's like. If the publishing world or an extremely large.. more..Writing
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