Rohrschach Moves III

Flowing Water


Waves undulate below my bare feet
Content on the griddle-like metal deck
Prow lunging me through the lapis and emerald green liquid
Towards my heart’s desire and dream

Salt-taste delicious upon my full, parted lips
Darkest of sun glasses perched upon the sharp bridge of my nose
Jutting defiantly towards the turquoise sky inhaling the liberating spray

Waves undulate between heart and throat
Engulf these byways with torrential tears and stifling sobs of wonderment
For freedom is mine, no return ticket in my snug pocket
I am a water-birth and the way remains mine, confirmed by decades of self-denial

Close only counts in horse-shoes
This life will be mine

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