by A
strings of volume cannot increase the
curiosity of this song
….
his memory
hidden in empty adventures
his reflections
guided by illegitimate contributions
a fire withstands the horizon
between water and sky
…
delicate hands flounder the slick deck
foolishness is her ship and
she was happy to climb aboard
bare skin shines moonlight turning
slumber into waves with
his lies
claiming their space in
empty pockets
her face
pushed underneath murkiness of uncertainty;
a misguided seeker
trying to cross new land
she longed in greeting ocean life;
to crystallize a moment in a
dark and deserted shallow as
laughter above
gives way to the power of the stones
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Andrea Laws currently resides in Lawrence, KS. She graduated from the University of Kansas in 2008, with a BA in English and a BA in Film Studies. Her work has appeared in three compiled books of poetry including: Whispers VII: A Collection of Short Works, Stars in Our Hearts, and International Who's Who in Poetry: 2012 Edition.
Last updated February 18, 2016