undertow

poems 1 Minute

©2022 Michael Raven

the undertow drags
my eyes west, heron
standing one foot raised
salt marsh butting muir
mercuric flash waiting
the dagger plunge
downward &
glamour-scattered lights
dancing on water

underwave
dubh doors wait
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