![]() ErosionA Poem by Girl Friday (Sarah W.)with
one hand, you held the granulated heart of our beach -- black
like the grit of sand scraped from paper, or
pulverized coal just beginning to form diamond dust I
watched it slip through your ink stained fingers in
a shocking waterfall of wasted memories each grain told a story, but they were lost to the breeze -- laced fingers and lovesick eyes, abalone shells glowing iridescent on Moonstone Beach, the first time we tasted nirvana on our tongues nothing
more now than a pile of earth at our bare feet because
you forgot how to pronounce my name, and
I could no longer hear your voice when I cried my
own hands were not enough to gather the remains of our broken stars -- I
watched the last trace of us linger above the tide line before
returning to the earth, where stolen moments find
lasting embrace in slowly eroding shores © 2013 Girl Friday (Sarah W.)Reviews
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Added on August 13, 2013Last Updated on August 13, 2013 Author![]() Girl Friday (Sarah W.)The Beach, CAAbout"She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire." - Charles Bukowski A NOTE TO MY FRIENDS: Thank you, everyone, who has supported me so kindly on this site. I am humbled by your kind revie.. more..Writing
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