Choppy waters

Choppy waters

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

Just when I thought it safe to jump back into the water
I find that the choppy water ruins my hair
Nobody wants to see me not done up perfectly
and besides I left my water proof mascara behind in the hotel

Who am I kidding anyway?
The world is not ready for me to be honest
Once the truth comes out in the full view of everyone
Nobody will be able to worship you anymore.

I am not at my best in times like these
I certainly am too proud to ask for your opinion
Not that I woud listen to you anyway
The day is too pretty to look you in the eyes.

I am left now with the wind blowing my hair in my face
standing on this beach with the children playing tag around me
frigtened more than I can even tell you
that they can tell I have been crying all morning

In my truest moments I am not ready to ruin the memories of you
although the slander is more than warrented
and how can I hold your symbolic hand any longer
after you broke my fingers in hopes of making me let go.

I wade up to my knees rather than jump in with eyes closed
The water is a bit too cold for me today
but the weather forcast tells me that the winds are coming from the north
making tomorrow much more mild than today.

© 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Added on November 14, 2008

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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

Chicago, IL



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