Never Forget
August 8, 2018
Deep down
it ain’t gray
like it looks so far
high up
in the heat off
these cliff-sides
we almost
can’t look over
no more.
Deep down
ain’t no roar
like it sounds so far
back away from
the waves rolling in
like they coming
for to carry us
home.
Deep down
we don’t weigh
nothing we don’t
displace so it ain’t
no thing to just
glide right past
whatever comes our way
if we ain’t been
looking for it.
Deep down
it’s only blues
we hear
and we’re free
like we were
at beginnings.
Remember
how we started
deep down before
the thing to do
was evolve up out
of quiet gliding
and get high
up onto dry
rocky dirt
that weighs so much
it makes us sweat?
Deep down
we never sweat.
she makes poems 