Let's This Poem Be

This poem is a crane
hoisting beams like backbones
offering a gentle swing
embraced in a sling
righting what's been wronged

This poem is a swimming raft
on glistening water
bob-beckoning like bed
steadying limbs
bearing weight of the dead

This poem is you
singing your song for me
your rock carrying my siren
like a womb
pre-born and as yet unbroken.

Inspired by Hannah Gosselin’s wonderful post: This Poem is a Hoe