Sun Speckled and Free

by Elisa Hinson - Libra

We speak
Through
Cracked black
Mirrors
Tongues running
To and fro
I step careful
Through the
Washed out foam
Afraid of
Nothing
But going home
We sleep 
In tiny
Make shift
Beds
Choose partners
Carelessly
And turn our
Heads
To sip on
Blue sunlight
Like manna
From the sea
We are like
Children
Still waiting
To be

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2002-07-29 00:16:46
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:31
Poem ID: 69737

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