Sunday, January 25, 2015

Making Driftwood




Claw off my bark 
tumble me on rocks
drag me under 
soften my edges 
polish my grain

float me

shrink my bulk
sand my rough ends
shave off my broken limbs
smooth my knots 
skin me 

find me 
washed up
on a lonely beach 
where owls and stars 
watch as you
put me in your pocket
like a treasure