Surfacing
It always ends in the water
Sinking into the comforting
weightlessness
Drowning the shame
that boils beneath the
mirrored stillness
I see you
I know you
hiding in the depths
of your own deafening silence
A secret baptism
A whispered prayer
An unfinished memory
begging to return
to the beginning
Angela Minard 2009©
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2 Comments:
Beautifully expressed with such powerful imagery. Well done.
I always begin to read your poems, and then have to start over. The power of your imagery always startles me. Your words almost always move me to tears and I'm amazed at your ability to speak your soul so eloquently. Thank you for sharing your truth. I hope it brings you some measure of peace to put words around it.
Love you
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