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Causeway

19 May

Causeway

(The first part from Middle English cauceweye, either from Latin calxcalcis (“limestone”), or alternatively from Latin calciāre (“to stamp with the heels, tread”), from calx (“heel”). The second corresponds to English way. Causeway:  A raised road upon which to walk, made of stone, over a body of water.)

As we walked the causeway
Over the river,
to the beach,
“Can we stop?
I want to look out over the water,
Listen,
Watch the moon rise above and below.”
Easy.
Of course. I wish everything people asked
Was that easy,
But most of the time what people ask
I just can’t give them.
Make me happy.
Hold me together.
Let me bruise you.
Fix me.
Sustain me.
Survive me.
Make my head stop hurting.

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1 Comment

Posted by on May 19, 2014 in Poetry, Uncategorized

 

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One response to “Causeway

  1. Janet Harazda

    May 20, 2014 at 12:31 PM

    OMG I feel like that too these days; maybe I need to dial it back. Sit more, care more for myself, and then share the good with others from a place of equanimity, after I shriek and run/ dance a bit.

     

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