Liquid poetry

I have nothing

but the sea

and it dies in me

like liquid poetry,

like foam and beauty.

and as i contemplate

what is behind,

i see ophelia calling me

to see her rues

floating in the sea.

i see virginia

crossing the river of memories

carrying my mossy heart,

my stony doubts.

they are in my life

like an imagined truth,

like mission and possibility.

don't think

i haven't tried.

i only know this way

to paradise.

( i only know what you fear)

come what may

never forget what i have told you.

the sirens will protect you.

karla bardanza

Copyright©Karla Bardanza 2015