picture it & write #36; Slither
My dry tongue sat heavy and fat in my mouth. It felt impossible to swallow. Somehow, by some supernatural ability, I was able to continue stumbling across the desert. Peering over the dunes I noticed a few figures. I blinked repeatedly but my vision would not clear. The haze blurred their identities so I didn’t know if they were friend or foe. At this point, it didn’t matter. I used the last morsels of energy to make my way towards them. When I looked up again, there was no one except heat waves rippling along the horizon like snakes.
- Ermisenda Alvarez
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Posted on July 30, 2012, in picture it & write, Poems and tagged Christianity, Ermisenda Alvarez, faith, Hope, Jesus, picture it & write, Prayer, Son of God. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
good job Terri!!!!!!
It’s come up in Bible Study how many who shirk prayer suddenly find it when they face death. I see that message in this poem.
Without hope… this was a ‘very real’ imagery… well done..!