Effie

16

Blue Deserts

There’s something wonderfully
bizarre about laying in the dark,
and watching life wash past
like ocean waves beating forward
in a steady march towards a
disappearing horizon line.
But sometimes, we all just
need to stop swimming with
our heads underneath the water,
to find out how beautiful it is
above the line and in the sky.
Lost sailors and pirate ships
know the language of the sea,
so their anchors are temporary,
stationed at rest from the
ruthless grip of the ocean swells.
Salty tears spray into the misty air,
like the water begging to breathe
life into its dark unknown abysses
with heavy hearts of sailors’ girls.
Blue deserts ebb their way onto
shores of empty minds and into
stories of shipwrecked children.