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If We Could Speak

Sharing with The Sunday Muse #210.



No industry where the sea has already eaten the road

No wine where the dreams are salted, preserved

No space for the story when water shoves the sand back,

Takes another lick at the asphalt,

Tastes the human toes, testing.

Gave you the blue sky, the blue sea, the blue planet

Gave you parts of the million years curling in your DNA

Gave you my breath, gave you my breath, gave you

Salt to savor your tears

Salt to float your dreams

If I could speak something other than flood

If you could speak something other than words

If we could speak the awe; if we could, if we could



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  1. FireblossomMay 14, 2022 at 9:05 AM

    This is gorgeous, marvelously conceived and seamlessly executed. I adore this.

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  2. Carrie Van HornMay 14, 2022 at 9:17 AM

    I am with Shay here Chrissa, this is one of your finest! The questions, the thoughts, the imagery....it is all amazing and feels almost like a sacred conversation. Love love love this!!!

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  3. TruedessaMay 14, 2022 at 6:14 PM

    This is wonderful, the whole thought process. If only we could speak the awe of this beautiful
    world and life.

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  4. Marion HortonMay 15, 2022 at 12:50 AM

    Beautifully written - the flow and repetition, that last line ...

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  5. Gillena CoxMay 15, 2022 at 6:44 AM

    The rhythms are intriguing.
    Have a good Sunday

    Much💛love

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  6. SunitaMay 15, 2022 at 9:27 AM

    This is brilliant! You have touched so many emotions in this amazing poem.

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  7. .May 15, 2022 at 4:58 PM

    Love this. Awesome!!

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  8. Stacy M.S.May 15, 2022 at 8:15 PM

    i really enjoy the questions left lingering between the lines. wonderful and haunting.

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  9. purplepeninportland.comMay 19, 2022 at 5:23 PM

    This is a brilliant, thought-provoking poem, Chrissa!

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