The Deep End

Deep below the surface
unseen power awaits
her arrival

an unfettered self
dives first plunging
fingertips beneath

glassy cold currents
washing upwards covering
warm skin

embracing elbows
clenched biceps
parting for closed eyes

Blackened visions encircle
slipping a whole being
underwater

Flailing limbs
burning lungs overflowing
overcome
with fear

searing agony biting
threads of flesh within
fizzling flames until
hope arrives

Buoyantly dancing
interlacing fingers
opening eyes
to a floating
embrace

Healing Waters

seeking cleansing
for
a truer
joyful
self

she visited
the hill

hearing
that
a chance existed
to
find tenderness
and heal

the hole
that bore
deeply
into her being

she dropped
to her knees
despairing to find

only after
dipping into the

waters

following the
moistening of lips

no truth
behind the promise
little hope
for a cleansed spirit

only stagnant water

and
a poisoned well

Clean Slate

Bleary eyed walking
stumbling over stones
toes wet with dew

downward focus
precarious footholds
slippping
muddied

new ground
running water
cuts the path

knocked down
floating
riding
currents

clear, strong
quenching
parched lips
seeping in
drenching
drowning