Tidal

[holliwood66]

here's another poem I wrote recently. It is different from my usual sestina constraints but fun none-the-less.

Tide Pool

Salted rocks, watchful sea urchin

Bitter spines

Love tender pink soles.

Oyster diver, net empty under brows and blue lipped

Creature coral rose, open

Now

Closed

Cream trumpets hide

Last sunset

Down deep throats

Shadow fingers

Temporary pull

Water tourmaline-green

Laps limbs red white silver-streaked

Violet sky spread over heads

Underneath, treasure can be found

Slithering heavy strands.