Resilience

washed up like seaweed, writhed and swept;

curled into herself on grit and fear; a body embattled.

she rises pale from the sand, eyes like luminescent plums

holding steady against the stormโ€™s furious exhale

but at her back another wave; an angry stampede

of tumbled elements buckling her knees.

***

she plunges forward through furious foam; the grinding suck

of displaced sand scouring raw her legs… but there it is

right there – a thing quite strong, shapely and alluring

but thin as a fingernail and already damaged

the colours familiar as her tattered self

***

in wonder she turns it in cold blue fingers

making clean this beauty on a storm-maddened beach

bucking ocean and stubborn rocks her ragged company.

not knowing but somehow sure, she presses it

against her cheek feeling its colour there like warmth

***

her breath in shuddering heft unfurls

the storm begins to subside

rearranged billows and white fizzing lickers

leaving her in a grey aftermath

her tired feet in solid contact

with the planet once again.

***

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Inspired by Sarcastic Fringehead – Life in the Abyss

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