Cailey Martin

Divine Rumor - Poem by Cailey Martin

They said there would be more.
One by one, stepping-stones sink beneath
The rising tide, vanishing like myths

This Just In: Jesus is dead and gone.

Are we to stride upon the sea like insects?

I heard the roiling waves would one day cease,
That a windfall would descend from above;
But the water's wide open. No activity to report.

We tie our hair back & lean into the deep,
Eyes magnetized and throats prickling
From the brine of disappointments swallowed-

Looking down at the whooshing current
Between us and promised peace, wondering:
How can we bridge this earthly seam?

Topic(s) of this poem: death, doubt, life, life and death, mortality, religion

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 15, 2016

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