a changing clarity

I am a changing clarity,

but I cannot be pure as sanity.

Wave in me,

out of the everyday scrutiny.

Somewhere where the shores are endless,

where actions cannot be helpless.

The need,

it pours in my veins.

It’s ripping me.

But I cannot get over your dignity.

I’m below the lowest I can get.

                                       July 2014

by Laura Marii
by Laura Marii


You are priceless

but you’re not faultless.

You are the embodiment

of the human sin.

And your soul twists

itself with a grin.

Your body is pain

covered with skin.

It is all so natural,

right and factual.

But the wind still pushes

your head to the sea.  why?

what do you think it means

to be free.

If not letting the world

touch you gently…                       July 2014


Pele Meets the Sea by John Foster
Pele Meets the Sea by John Foster