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#JUMBLE TONGUE -- 3rd installment complete with a Prize! The topic is "death" which means spiritual or physical "death" in the most creative and abstract play of words you can think of. Could be an act that results in death, the aftermath of death, or the essence of death, a Eulogy for the dead etc. Writer's choice. "Best" piece chosen by a 3 judge panel of myself and 2 others. Winner gets a custom ready-to-hang 16"x20" canvas with their jumble on it! (Feel free to inquire for details.)
Cover image for post Deathbed of Sand, by mourningwaters

Deathbed of Sand

I promise it was an accident.

I didn't mean to fall.

Today, promises are pennies spent

They mean near nothing at all.

Spread eagled in the air,

Crimson stains my hand,

Everything's a fight these days,

In the end it's hard to stand.

There's a reason I fell after all.

It's only partially my fault.

At least I had the courage to stand,

When most others choose to crawl.

I'm sorry my smile wasn't enough.

That my laugh was a little empty.

All I ask is don't call my bluff

Too late, I belong to the sea.

I know I'm drowning.

Before long my struggles will cease.

My head is always pounding.

Let me be at peace.

With the surface far above me,

And the gentle sands below.

There are now things I can see,

That you will never know.

I promise it was an accident.

I didn't mean to fall.

But promises are pennies spent.

They mean nothing at all.

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