20061218

With the Windows Down

Message in a Bottle
©Rachel C

I sit, and I wait
for colors and fragments
of light to submerge into
the ocean water, blue with
envy of the sky.

I'll send an SOS to the world.

Stranded upon vacant shore
of soft, dust sand; feeling the
particles of change and
migration shift between my toes.
And on occasion the drifting
water caresses the parts of
my body lying bare on the sand,
reaching up onto my thighs
and down around my calves.

I'll send an SOS to the world.

A bottle drifts, solemn and
bobbing between the surface
and underwater blues. As
the water seeps between my
toes, and the sand sticks to
my burning skin, I pray
with tiny words escaping my
parched lips.

I hope that someone gets my
message in a bottle.

February 19, 2005

Obviously, inspired by the song by The Police.
This is Guiding You Home

7 comments:

Uree said...

i dont understand why my comments arent posting :(

Uree said...

well look at that^^^^

ok i think I said that I like this poem too...and i really HATE sand! But this poem as most of your poetry, speaks to me.

Rachel CJ said...

Freaky?
Hahaha...does ANY one care about the political stuff?
I really fucking need some more readers....
But, I love you, Uree! :D

Uree said...

LOL Ill be honest...I hate politics :)

But I love you too!

Rachel CJ said...

Do you know anyone who...DOES like politics? God I need viewers...and people who will start a discussion...because, frankly, that is where I do well. Damn.

Uree said...

rachel loves this stuff LOL

anyone else, nope

sorry girl

Rachel CJ said...

Welp, get Rachel over here dammit! :P