Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2015
to the ocean during low tide
so i can race with Mother Nature
gritty, soft, exfoliating sand beneath my calloused feet
i'm going to win this one
mother's sea spray has nothing on me
i'm going to dance out here for a while
my feet know the way back
i feel at home
in the water
-z.z
raingirlpoet
Written by
raingirlpoet  21/Non-binary/another world
(21/Non-binary/another world)   
419
   David Ehrgott
Please log in to view and add comments on poems