Her soul is arid
desert-dry and barren
crushed grains of sand
slipping between her fingers.
Desiccated and bereft of all that could have been,
hiding within herself
she cowers in the face of all that life has thrown at her.
Harsh winds have turned her into a husk
of her former, vibrant self.
She feels safer, protected behind these unscalable walls
but what price safety, if she is
A woman as an island,
separated from a succulent oasis
is no woman at all.
Here is a poem, inspired by the WordPress Daily Prompt, which today is ‘desert’. Why not have a go yourself? Poetry, short fiction, stream of consciousness – let your imagination run wild!
4 thoughts on “Desert – WordPress Daily Prompt”
Wow, this blows me away–from the description “husk”, to the ending…which, along, with the Sunday message in church, has me looking hard at myself/my choice to remain an island.
Thank you! I think most of us have to fight that urge to keep ourselves separate. I know I do – it’s a risk to open up and become vulnerable.