I wrote this and don’t really know what to do with it. In my poetry lately, I have been trying to use different kinds of line breaks and stanza breaks. Not sure what this one is doing here, but I like how it sounds it in my head. It’s a love poem, of course.
When I was a little girl the ocean sang to me with a voice of ambrosia
something gold
something good
i wasn’t sure what it would taste like
water fills its container
or at least that’s what
they told me
so
I fill a glass of salt water, keep
it in my bedroom
bring it to my lips in the night
when your dreams keep me awake
Your voice, the ocean’s voice
keeping me whole
keeping me sane
Being with you was like walking into
the ocean, but underwater i could
breathe for the first time
There’s no one else in the room
but i am submerged in you
Liz Makes Stuff 