I am both anchor and wave— iron and tide, descent and return. I carry entire oceans inside a single breath— the urge to disappear and the urge to remain. Some days I am weight, drawn toward the darkness below; other days, I am motion, all silver crest in the ebb and flow.
The image of being both anchor and wave is stunning.
Youve managed to create a poem that understands we are often made of opposing forces, and that finding ourselves doesn’t happen despite that tension, but through it. Amazing stuff. Thankyou for sharing!
I love how you captured that exact, fragile moment where the struggle stops feeling like a breaking point and starts feeling like the place where you actually rebuild yourself ✨
We are, while not always in the binary flow, certainly alive in duality. This is a great take on the prompt. Love, Virg
Thank you, Virg!
Love this 💙
Thank you! 🖤🌙
This beautifully captures the power of the sea. I love its back and forth movement.
Thank you, Stephanie!
I love the feel and motion in this Saltwater!
Thank you, Mark.
The image of being both anchor and wave is stunning.
Youve managed to create a poem that understands we are often made of opposing forces, and that finding ourselves doesn’t happen despite that tension, but through it. Amazing stuff. Thankyou for sharing!
Thank you for reading!
I love how you captured that exact, fragile moment where the struggle stops feeling like a breaking point and starts feeling like the place where you actually rebuild yourself ✨
Thank you, Brandi! 🖤