For Miz Quickly’s Impromptu Poetry Day 26: Get Out of The House
Mouth of The River
The mouth of the river swallows fingers
of land, or at least attempts to lick them,
wetting edges of an envelope hoping
sealed words will reach across place and time.
Although I’ve strayed, always come back
to the mouth of the river searching
for something to hold onto, to cling to,
like lapping water returns again and again.
Watch you cast your line into mouth
of the river, pursing lips like edges of envelope,
but I am caught trying to read your story
and like the sun, fall slowly to become
just another mouth in the river.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/26/13
Notes: If asked, I doubt I could adequately explain the winding path that brought me here. Due to physical discomfort, I was not able to follow Miz Q’s prompt, so had to rely on memory and imagination. It might help to know that the mouth of the river is one of my favorite places to visit.