She Writes
She writes and writes to calm the restless sea,
and soothe her restless soul.
Like a pebble trying to resist a desert wind.
The wind that erases and abrades
whole mountain ranges down to dust.
She writes to leave a sun-bleached way marker
poking up from a hollow in the desert floor
that says;
“I was here once, but am no more.”
If you like this, or any of my other writing you can support me here
If you like my work, you can support me here. https://ko-fi.com/msmacsee