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Seaside

August 19, 2015
By vamika_s PLATINUM, Gaborone, Other
vamika_s PLATINUM, Gaborone, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"Colour my life with the chaos of trouble"


Little girl in a blue
snow globe.
Pressed white shirt and tartan skirt.
Hair slipping
out of a ponytail or braid or something
like that.
Laughter like a current
to be lost in by a boatman.
Her first time at the beach.
Writing
childish saltwater sonnets
in the sand with her toes.

 

Paper-plane sky
kisses
sea brimming
out of its seams.
Singing, on-off key,
school choir tone,
'Never Let Me Go'.
Who needs, she needs
nothing
but
the horizon
cupped
in outstretched palms.
Innocence stored
in jagged-shiny shells
waiting to be
buried
in hot, bare sand.

 

Time comes to shore, oceans
grow warmer,
shallow.
No more of kid braids
but a woman in
azure.
Her whole life having been
a half-moon run
out of deep, dry wells
in search of,
in search of...
in search of
what, but
hope.
Cracking oyster shells
looking for
pearls.

 

Time again comes to shore.
Cigarette pants for tartan skirt,
in a blue-almost-black.
Staring out
at water lapping before her,
before her, after the sky.
Before,
after.
The horizon is a pretty picture
she wants to hang
on the wall of her heart.
But she, schoolgirl trapped in snow globe,
remembers
textbook phrases like
'Humans are made up of 75%
water.'
So we are drowning every moment,
she thinks dryly.

 

Water within,
inevitable.
Maybe her skin or nerves or vocal cords
sensed it all those years ago
in the schoolgirl's snow globe.
Like crying, like love,
like fearing, like dying.
Shifting, receding, flowing in
and out.

 

Could emotions be tides she dares,
dares not
row, row,
row through?

 

Where did it all leak away?
Was it in the salt
running down her face?
If she is 75% water,
where has it drained
to leave the heart parched,
and her tartan days a distant drought
of memory?

 

Snow globe melts away.
Wade in, wade in,
have your fill,
until skin is slick
with better pain.
You told the ocean years ago,
you sang in schoolgirl choir tones,
never,
never,
never let me go.

 

Now it never will.


The author's comments:

Inspired by a) the film adaptation of Kazuo Ishiguro's novel 'Never Let Me Go and b) my own experiences at the beaches of Dubai and c) Virginia Woolf's suicide.


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on Aug. 31 2015 at 3:56 pm
vamika_s PLATINUM, Gaborone, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"Colour my life with the chaos of trouble"

Thank you! I really appreciate your comment :)

on Aug. 31 2015 at 3:54 pm
vamika_s PLATINUM, Gaborone, Other
39 articles 0 photos 30 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Colour my life with the chaos of trouble"

Thanks! Really appreciate it

on Aug. 30 2015 at 11:42 am
CarrieSElam PLATINUM, West Liberty, Kentucky
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Favorite Quote:
" When you Grow Up, Your Heart Dies."- Ally Sheedy ( The Breakfast Club, 1985)

“And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”

"Groovy Like a Drive In movie"

Beautiful, I loved the line "'Humans are made up of 75% water.' So we are drowning every moment, she thinks dryly." Great work!

on Aug. 30 2015 at 8:55 am
SomeoneMagical PLATINUM, Durham, New Hampshire
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Great job! ^_^ ~ < > ~ [cat] [fish]