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Meagan Moore Jan 2014
You
You are the subtle, humbled coalescing of honesty
Enigma with no undertaking to divulge process, purpose
Merely appreciation
Meagan Moore Jan 2014
On wet sand
my own hand lethargically drags index nail into unplanned pierced hearts

The deep blue babble froths
disparaging echoes spume in unison

moon lumen
proffers effulgent glints of my own frame

Imprecise recollections
Intone lackadaisical exhalations

Plunging my fist into the dune
I seek shells to listen to mottled heart

None found
I drop my curls onto the punctured heart
Listening to the ocean’s instead
Meagan Moore Jan 2014
Starved of a love - once profound
I wish there was a way
to deploy sentiment,
let it tumble from ragged chest,
let the world fight my sorrow,
my solitude,
my departure,
requisite closure:
A hiatus interval to stitch my chest
And once more
Make it whole
Meagan Moore Jan 2014
Viscous mellifluous intonations resonate from mountain air.
Lingering in hollows of departed sapling trunks flounced by gravid creek
Lain to rest - stone protrusions nestling expurgated heartwood
Meagan Moore Jan 2014
Lean in
I'll take you
in the mouth

Kneeling
Primed
Proud

half-in – half-out
whole
chthonic shaft to palette

lax jaw
focus
Iris entreats
narrowed corneal withdrawal

agape
brine – saccharine globules
dactyl dance on your calf
I capture all - deglutition
slaked smile
Meagan Moore Jan 2014
Why won't you touch me.
Please.

coiffed paragon
from across the jeep
Introspection prehends

Imagining my hand as the shift
Your palm ensconcing my own
Dactyls distributed
Fitting between winged-knuckle

Wind-diffused curls
Beckon solemn contact
Grazing my temple with instinctive tendril tuck

Saccharine lips
Memory of their meeting mine
Gone

Your visage bores into my periphery
Vicinity defies expectation
I hold my own hand, and let my hair yell.
Meagan Moore Jan 2014
Floating
engulfed in penny light

the coppery-brine amalgamation penetrates my mouth
swallowing
viscous globe of blood-riddled ***

the shards of shell
spines split by the tide
echo my sentiments

current eschews shallow alluvial grave
cognizant cicumvolution
ambient gyre
diffuses carapace shrapnel into my calves

gulls enigmatically screech-stripped
slap briny padded patterns into the shoreline
pausing only upon my primal glottal stop

toes curl about inundated sand
clouting divets shift
dilatory run – slammed inert by invariable wave

cochineal effluvium plumes lilt
crepuscular rays refract further distortions

Neath the water I blindly ***** my body
Ridged projections jut from smoothed flesh
Puckering at my own touch

I sink beneath atmosphere
liquescent folds embrace promptly
I drop beneath chaos

Bare palm dig into viscid terrain
rung after rung demanding presence into the depths
I claw forth onto a sand bar

emerging
shard flanked form
eyes blazing
cuticles numb

pulse flit
patina of blood and grit

Fulgent tread propels
Upon shore
I walk back to my residence
A warrior - mortal
plated in copper and brine
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