Wednesday, August 15, 2012
2012 Poems: Landfall
Landfall
It's that first footstep
Out of the boat
Crossing the division,
Water and land.
You stretch out your toes
Feeling for rocks
A tentative seeker
Who scouts for the firm.
Because... you might fall
Your hand grasping, open,
That feeling of dropping,
And then swallowed up.
