Poetry: One Poem by Gervanna Stephens

Poetry: One Poem by Gervanna Stephens

Conversation between Islands

I always wonder how boats crash
go up in flames, create
contrast, like the ocean needed
help to melt the sun
before its melting.

I imagine the ocean
a beautiful tragedy coming
so far and no more unless
it opens wide, roars and rushes
to swallow.

I imagine the ocean
a mirror, revealing to the sky
its beauty reflecting to swimmers
their deepest desires, clear pools
of designated lanes for sailors.

I imagine the ocean
as predatory
laying claim to souls to feed its depths,
tears of the survivors keeping it blue?

I always wonder how boats don’t crash

when they walk so swanky
atop the largest monster that
does not hide, but
glistens and ebbs a come hither.

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