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Thursday, May 30, 2013

Cormorants

5/30/13

The Cormorants
Spread their bodies
Across the blue water
Dusting the tips of wave
The white lips of Newark Bay
Caressing each breast
As it passes over
A morning ritual
Drenching them and me
In salt spray and sunlight
Casting away the dark shadows
And dire dreams of night
From deep inside me,
Thrusting something blunt
Inside of us to inspire flight
The night ache dripping out
As we dip out beaks
Into the salty spray,
Seeking sustenance
We all need

To survive


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