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