Waving Goodbye
A Child
Pats the water with her foot
Ripples
Spread gently, caressing the surface
Gliding outward, searching for shore
Fading to smooth
Tiny toes
Break the fluid plain
Movement
Life upon the stillness
Reaching
Longing
Hoping for a place to land
Again and again
Each gentle touch fades
Weakened waves reaching
Never touching the distant sand
Destination
SPLASH!
Surges churn turbulence of sea
Arms and legs violate the stillness
Liquid rage calls
To the depths
Unknown concentric waves
Demanding, diminishing, stopping
Stillness
Descending shimmers
Calming the spot
Closing the circle
Cessation
Now
On a distant shore
Small ripples lap the sand
Lap the sand
Home
-Once, an Adolescent that I knew took her own life. This poem is dedicated to Cathy.
Labels: life on life's terms, poetry, sacred moments, writing
posted by Kim Williams at
8:09 PM
4 Comments:
Very moving poem. I like the dedication you added at the end. It gives the poem a poignant feeling.
Very touching words! Beautiful way to remember someone... thanks for sharing!
Oh my. I think I'll have to read it again. I read it as a very young person playing at sensations and then the end...Oh my. I had wondered at the words violate and rage the first time through. I'll take my time the second.
What a strange way to take ones own life. Poetic in one way, but violent as well. Any way would be I suppose.
I do like the arriving home. It grants quiet to the water.
xo
erin
But then you didn't directly say she took her life by water, did you...
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