Drowning Poem by Colin Pickett
Drowning
The field- holes and hills-
sat smoothly on her skin.
Cold marble embracing
her waist; a kiss of
the earth through man.
The sea had grabbed
her legs and arms-lead.
Now, she saw with
white eyes the sky.
Cork-she went on as the sea
lulled her,
cradled her
with waves.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
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