Let me sink into still water, at last,
moisture as the ocean’s fury pooling
below my heart and around my feet.
I found an oiled pelt four miles back. It was
scuffed with betrayal and worn from hurt.
In a mile's time, I hope to discover healing
(liquid message in a bottle)
for the welts beneath my dying skin.
Tell me it isn’t too late to adorn myself.
Let me roll off my own shoulders, like rain,
settle into my palm a butterfly
resting its wings. I will see my reflection
in the runoff, in the stillness after flight.
I want to pry open my ribcage,
release an ancient sigh, see froths
of venom evanescing (a wave's white water).
I have reached for acceptance
in the cold of December,
limbs numb from snow,
and grasped for the hand of deliverance
in the clear skies of June. Every time
I run my fingertips over reminiscence,
I fold up a barely quenched rage, tucking it behind
(inside) my lungs and try to breathe around it.
Tell me it isn’t too late
for the kiss of life.
In the burning end of autumn’s dance,
my oiled pelt will renew my scars.
And as I catch fast water (pools
beneath my feet) it will still,
as I have stilled,
and I will cup my hands to the Earth
finally able to hold absolution.
This was the first poem Poppy and I wrote together. (My first collaboration!) Poppy is truly wonderful, and I'm so honored that she considers me a friend, as I consider her one too.
We wrote two poems in the end, each one about forgiveness, though from different angles. I highly recommend you go check out her profile for some more of her masterpieces.
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