It's Still Life

I.
Anatomy of a Wave
      – On Crests of a Buoyant Hand

Take yourself to the water’s edge,
watch a wave bend and swell.
Hear the bubbles and fizz, subtle
and shining like mossy green.

That curl of an uncertain geometry
floating into a mindless fall,
into the shape of hard steel bliss,
into those cool silver-ish tones.

And then it tumbles, like vertigo,
between horizons of blue-eyed sky.

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II.
Anatomy of a Shipwreck
      – To Die on a Strange Beach

It might as well be a kite
tossed on a string,
this ship,
this silent body
            on a mortician’s slab.
Its rudder turned back on itself,
anchor torn by the curling hands
            of a wave.
A proud ship laid waste between
the sky and sea and a dull ache
as it scrapes the ocean floor.

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16 Dec/21: Written for Miz Quickly’s “Some People Are Good At Titles” ©Misky 2021 Shared with #apoemaday on Twitter