Lake Ache
Shake
her veins
and they bleed
blue;
saltwater
fresh, too
indigo
turquoise
aquamarine
wave
her long
-ing
lost soul
to saturate
save.
De Jackson is a parent, a poet and a Pro Crastinator (not necessarily in that order.) She pens ads for money, poems for love, and doodles turquoise in the margins of life because she can’t help herself. She has been known to commune with trees, and she breathes best with inky fingers and salty sea-soaked toes. De scribbles daily at www.whimsygizmo.wordpress.com.
Love It! Big fan of lakes & seas - Lake Erie is my favorite!
ReplyDeleteLove the way this rolls off the tongue... great piece, De!
ReplyDeleteLove your ending, De, "her long-ing lost soul to saturate, save"! Moving piece, great work!
ReplyDeleteDe, I got lost in the colors and images in this poem! Loved the list of them:
ReplyDeleteindigo, turquoise, aquamarine.
The whole time I'm reading and re-reading, the old standard, "Am I Blue" kept running through my mind ... love this De ... excellent as always
ReplyDeleteSweet! This is a definite keeper, De. As usual, you demonstrate perfection in few words. The others have pointed out it fantastic parts. I can only add that as I read, I was sitting in a mental swing, reaching higher and higher with each pumping pass, to the rhythm of your words.
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
I can only rousingly confirm the previous comments and add .... DEEEE LIGHT FULL!
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