Poetry from Photographs
Washed by fate ashore
helpless tossed on nothing sand
we cling with failing strength
to colored anything
to tangled webs
to needed love
to fragile dreams
to someone just like us
lost, but trying to stay
Connected by a trauma thread
our minds and bodies
ripped and nearly dead
survive smashing waves
strong currents of old mistakes
soaked in salty grief
pulled by abusive undertows
landing here together weak
we await a vengeful tide
to rip away our hope