Just words

Month: June, 2013

Dolphin Fist Fight

Drying on the Line

I was washing dishes
The sun bled
in through the window right to me
The light covered
my hands, touched
the water
and made
the bubbles glisten

I felt warm

looked out the window
and my clothes were dancing with the wind
taking their time
drying on the line
I was smiling
I was happy

White Caps

the diamonds
in your tear ducts
appeared suddenly

me naively
taking pictures
of the white caps

the sea is choppy
and our boat is smacking
against every single wave