Source: visualstatic101
Mooring lost Battered upon the sharp reef I could only be counted as flotsam A bottle with no message Driven out into a howling sea Without a cry
Stranded in this bottle I lost the sea Peering out through the wavy glass I saw nothing I felt nothing So fearful was the loss
The bottle has long broken There are bits of sea glass That can’t cut anyone Even me Scattered now Among my bones
You ask me to examine them now These old hurts and betrayals I see only soft light The kind you find both at dawn and sunset
We are all subject to the tide I suppose, It steals our voice and brings it back again.
-Skye
Artist: Nester Formetera Source:peepchic
We came together in the end Lips pressed close Eyes closed to who we had become Just before parting.
-Skye
Image Subject: Friedemann Vogel Ballet Dancer Photographer: Not known Source:Peepchic
Defying Gravity
Defying Gravity is possible Consider when you left me I stayed in perfect Balance In defiance Of the inescapable Magnitude Of Your
Receding
Just prior to crashing to the ground.
-Skye