A wave embraces my feet
In a shroud of murky rushing
And bites my skin.
Let me run, crawl, slither away!
No, I am held fast;
Captive beneath the grey galloping clouds.
The silence chains me to my thoughts;
Distraction turns its back to me,
And there I am.
The moment stretches endless
As the sand and possibilities;
Smooth and as of yet unscarred,
A surface begging to be scratched.
I am alone
With a silent swarm of words
Dangling there in the mist;
Holding their breath.
I love the last three lines. A question I have is about the"there" and "their".
ReplyDeleteIs that purposeful? I cannot tell if it would be better or worse without the "there" after dangling.