The Ocean


Cradle, cleansing mother,
Rocking me to health,
Swaying silvery fins
Through green lighted water,
Welcoming warm world.


Rip-current rivers
Hidden in peaceful waves
Sudden teeth, stinging wires
Hanging long down treachery,
Deceitful dream of weightlessness.

Still I long for the water.


About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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One Response to The Ocean

  1. Noora says:

    Your language and imagery is so rich! Loved this.

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