Lines Drawn in the Sand

Your branches rake the sky,

impotent fingers curled in grave-clothes

clutching pipe dreams of the Living Ones.

Your skin has long since

ceased to hold its contents,

draining your life’s blood into the sea

before being spewed onto the sand,

a jinxed Jonah, a shrivelled mummy with no sphinx

to mark your place.

In life,

you hatched egrets and expelled oxygen

and marked the seasons with your foliar calendar.

In death,

here you are,

washed up,

a beached whale

whose art is a shadow,

ย lines drawn in the sand…

10 comments on “Lines Drawn in the Sand

  1. snowbirdpress says:

    You launched egrets! …. great line.

  2. Caddo Veil says:

    All of it is beautiful, Melody–the egret line is good, but I also love jinxed Jonah. I know about that!! God bless you, dear heart–love, Caddo

  3. Incredible wording!!!!

  4. Excellent. The last lines are great – and so is the story, very visual indeed. And the photo is perfect.

  5. It is odd that some of my likes yesterday disappeared today. I had Liked this post.

    • melodylowes says:

      I’ve had that happen, too – it seems to happen at odd and unpredictable intervals, just enough so that I don’t check back. (And who has time to visit every blog post more than once?? ๐Ÿ™‚ )

      No worries – I know you ‘like’ me! ๐Ÿ™‚

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