Wednesday, August 15, 2012


2012 Poems: 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.

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