Luminous Cyan Bower
a poem- pressure, pearl, and escape
Tsunami Blue
break m e in your sharp curves
sink me in
blue algae
turn fiery wholesome
death silent.
he flung me o u t
violent
deep ocean
I
refuse a i r
my lips are sealed in wax
eyelids hide the deep rolls
of fitful slumber
this wreaking storm
a reprieve from you
promises of bright
sky
I am.
Iam
Iamb.
You
slam me
into looted ships
through rusty metal anchors
in leftover concrete buildings
the bottom
of
sea
my bones
shattered
tendon ends fraying
the feeble drift of a maimed
jelly fish
the current unclasped
the once gold
vermeil neck
lace
that choked
I wake up
a white pearl
a f l o a t
About the Creator
Michele Nampalli
This space is breath for my sensitivity. The poems come fully formed. I've known for quite some time now that my art is about receiving more than creation...its the most natural way I know to process my inner world. It started when I was 7.
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