day 112

i paddle along the lake’s edge
where the wild grasses grow
broken branches guard the shore
from intrepid explorers

tangled in the swampy strands
descending deep into the water
i wonder what the darkness hides
that the muck has claimed its own

you retreated into hiding
a submersion of solitude
while i above watch the water
for ripples of resurfacing
lest you be lost at sea

4.22.17

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Eliza Alys Young

Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.