Message in a BottleA Poem by jennslinFirst post in a long time! Feel free to comment your thoughts. In this poem, I just played around with some imagery and words. Hope you enjoy. (Photos I used in the poem belong to Liat Aharoni)Drown me among the seaweed beds and let the sea shells serve as pillows, till all that is left of me are the grains of sand trapped in the small caverns between my teeth. Kiss me once last time and taste the salt water on my dry lips, sunbaked and craggy like the barnacles washed ashore by the fickle waves. Take the bruises from off my skin and scatter them darkening sky, joining the ranks of stars pointing toward the direction of home. Remember to bottle my thoughts and cast them into the tide where maybe somebody will find them and see what’s inside. Close my lighthouse eyes that flicker out at distant ships with white sails that look more like the wings of large gulls beating against the howling wind. Lastly, bury me in a treasure chest and throw me into the bottom of the sea where at last my bones can sit among the ruins of a Mermaid’s castle. © 2015 jennslinReviews
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