Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Deep



The Deep
By
Lisa A.Williams

Salty taste of you
in my tears
pulling me downward
to the sands I have never seen
with these all too human eyes.

I know they are there
like the soul knows
its maker.

You rise above me,
pushing the earthiness back
to its roots.

Deep blue-
mirror of the sky,
waiting for the moon-
Milky white ghost
who haunts these shores
I call home.



16 comments:

  1. pushing the earthiness back
    to its roots

    Thank you for the vivid, thought-provoking journey into the deep.

    jld

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    1. Always appreciate hearing from you. Thank you.

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  2. You rise above me,
    pushing the earthiness back
    to its roots

    There are times others come to the rescue. Friends give way to feelings of endearment. Nicely Lisa!

    Hank

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  3. Lisa this is amazing, I love every line. Your writing is phenomenal and the emotional depth in your work is outstanding. You humble me

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    1. What a wonderful compliment from such a talented writer! Thank you so much!

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    2. You are most welcome and most deserving =) The new prompt is up if you are interested!

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  4. Wonderful & love the haunting emotion feel to it.

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  5. This strikes me as pretty ethereal, Lisa!!! Nice.

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  6. Beautiful work Lisa, very uplifting to read tonight ~

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  7. So much emotion, she being pushed down into memory... ethereal and gorgeous! Amy

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  8. I love the lines "like a soul knows its maker". Beautiful write.

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