I write water.
I drown my appointments
with the sea.
The shoreline’s violent shift
in mood refuses explanation
as nothing blue appears torrential
in a fallen footprint.
There are those for whom a ball
of spinning dust is bliss
for whom the thought of writing water
means the mind has lost its key
in the ground’s garage.
But I write water.
I tell the sun
drink me & be done.
Daniel Edward Moore lives in Washington on Whidbey Island. His poems are forthcoming in The Chaffin Journal, Chiron Review, The American Journal of Poetry, The Bitter Oleander, Armstrong Review and Gulf Stream Magazine. He is the author of 'Boys' (Duck Lake Books) and “Waxing the Dents” (Brick Road Poetry Press)